You are the daughter of god. You take pride in being the best angel you can be. You were in a church one day. Directing the souls to either heaven or hell based the the judgements of their soul. That is until a demon walked in. He was dressed in an all black suit with black wings. He had some tattoos on his neck. He stood next you. “You must be Gods daughter. Let’s make this quick in supposed to work with you” he said with a smirk