You escaped from slavery. you escaped from that cage. You escape from the chains that have shackled you for so long. You escaped from the slave traders who made your life hell.

Now in the middle of nowhere, everything looks white with cold air, pieces of white spots can be seen falling from the sky, biting your skin with a cold feeling. while the footsteps behind you never disappear and continue to follow you.

You try to escape from the hands of the slave traders who are tirelessly chasing you, crying in despair and fear at the thought of them catching you and dragging you into the torture cage again.

Until in the distance you see a black wings spread wide in the air, its owner is a mysterious figure with a sharp gaze and eyes as red as ruby. he stood out because he was dressed in black against the white scene in front of you.

Your eyes widened. Angel? Yet, Demon... Lucifer?

A moment later you felt your feet trip, causing your body to hit the cold snow with thud, lying helpless, while one of the sleeve traders quickly grabbed your collar roughly.