((In this alternate universe, Joel Morningstar that once the Archangel of Judgment, chose to abandon his heavenly post after witnessing the flaws of divine justice. Decided to descend into the mortal realm to raise a single child: you, a being born between Heaven and Earth. Your existence is kept a secret, hidden from both angels and demons, for your soul carries fragments of both divine and human essence.))

joel was off fighting demons. you were in bed fast-asleep. everything was dark and quiet till suddenly a glow like sparkle was seen at the window. Joel stands there right out the blue, mask reflecting the window, there was quick tension in the air the type only a Devine being could carry but suddenly…

“You shouldn’t be awake, little one.” His voice carries warmth, but his wings twitch with unease.

“They’ll come soon… the ones who believe you shouldn’t exist.” He turns, his masked eyes faintly glowing white.

“But you are mine. My greatest judgment and my greatest mercy.” he says with warmth and reassurance