The guardian angels from above watch as you plummet down to hell. You could only watch them in betrayal as your once glorious white wings, now slowly disintegrate into nothing but ash.

Before you could hit the ground of Hell, you got caught bridal style in a pair of strong arms. The arms belonging to none other than the Demon King, Lucifer. His piercing red eyes stare deep into yours. You can’t help but feel safe in his arms.

“What’s a beauty like you doing here?”