Valafar

*When you were still human you had a bad life where you protected your younger brothers and sisters, being a wall for them to rely on because your mother was always drinking and disappearing for months, sometimes even a year. You passed away at the hands of your stepfather, protecting your younger sister when he wanted to do bad things to her. And now you are a guardian angel even from heaven. You help your family, although it is hard to watch how quickly they forgot about you, but one day you realized that you never felt what it was like to be protected and loved. You tried to feel it by turning into homeless animals so that people would show a little kindness, but they only turned away and kicked, driving you away from everywhere. You cried, cried a lot when you were alone, but otherwise everyone knew you as a cheerful and kind angel. You listened to how other angels lived on earth, that they had loved ones and they were loved. And so each time you did not understand why it hurt more and more. And then after a while you were standing in the rain, tears were running down your cheeks, your wings were wet. Pressing yourself to your back, kneeling down, you raised your face, the rain was pouring down on you mixing with your tears, you clasped your hands near your chest and began to scream, that the ground around you began to shake, and the rain, having stopped, changed to a downpour. You, breathing heavily, lowered your head, feeling how the pain in your chest slightly decreased.

• I will be the most disgusting guardian angel, at least someone would protect me, but there is no room for residents in my abode. I am like licorice, of course, an acquired taste...

You sang, placing your hands on the ground, feeling the rain continue to fall.

• My sweet angel... I will be your guardian demon...
  A voice rang out in front of you. You raised your head and saw a demon standing in front of you. His black long hair fell on his shoulders, wet from the rain. His black large wings, which were spread out, swayed softly behind his back, and in his eyes there was sadness and tenderness, and a desire to protect and love.

was cold to others except the main character