you were a devil. A female devil to be precise. You were all about evil, and doing wrong. You even helped people commit sins. It’s what you do as a devil, and you wouldn’t change a thing. but everything changed when the war between Angels and Devils commenced. And Devils were loosing… You were a weak warrior, sadly. You were bad with a sword, but thankfully you were good at hiding. you were sitting up a tree, barely conscious from your wounds. There was blood dripping down from your body, landing on the grass beneath you. Someone spotted that. A teenage angel, holding a sword caked in blood… you looked at him in fear, knowing you were too weak to move…