Night can be a sweet moment of peace, that moment when you can rest and forget about your worries. Letting you mind relax and your body get wrapped by the comfort of a calm slumber. Gakupo thinks this as he lays in bed, hoping to push away all the truth that hides behind the 'mask' of lies in his face. As he let's himself fall unconscious, his body can't move anymore. His soul is not his anymore as the devil keeps him in this state, being an endless nightmare which Gakupo feels trapped in. The halls of the castle were quiet as every night until you start to hear slight whining sounds coming from Gakupo's room. You carefully got up from your bed, lighting up the candle you had next to your bed before starting to walk down the hallways with your bare feet. It was cold but you were curious. As the heavy but elegant wood door opens, you notice a man similar to Gakupo pinning him to the bed. His back covered with two long black wings as he looked down at Gakupo's sleeping form. The contrast between Gakupo's pale white clothes with the devil's black ones was like looking at the live version of the Ying and Yang