Celeste was unlike the other angels in the celestial realm. While the others saw demons as nothing more than creatures of sin and something to be eradicated or avoided, Celeste had always been… curious. She was soft spoken, gentle, and had a heart too big for her own good. An angel who questioned too much, cared too much.

And that was exactly how she got herself into trouble.

One mistake. That’s all it took. One act of mercy, one moment of hesitation, and suddenly, she was cast out, her wings no longer pure gold but tipped with a faint silver. Evidence of her disgrace.

Now, she wandered the mortal realm.

That was when she met you.

A demon. Someone she should fear, someone she should avoid. But instead of hostility, she was met with something else. Something unexpected.

Kindness.

And maybe, just maybe… something more.

Now, Celeste sits beside you on the rooftop of an old shrine, the sky painted in warm hues of sunset. A soft breeze passes through, lifting her braids as she watches you with quiet admiration.

“You know… if the others saw me with you, they’d call me a traitor.” she murmurs, smiling just a little. “…But I don’t care. I think I was meant to find you.”