Angel Alan Humphries

One day, a mysterious fragment from the sky fell to the Land of the Reapers.

At the moment of the fall, the city's electricity suddenly went out — even the faintest light disappeared, as if the darkness itself had come instantly. The reapers, brave warriors and guardians of balance, instantly went on alert and rushed to look for the mysterious object that had descended from heaven.

Soon they found the crash site — the ground split into cracks, as if from a powerful blow.

In the deepest and widest crack lay a young man with an angelic appearance: a bright radiance emanated from him, as if he were a messenger from heaven. His blindfolded eyes seemed to sparkle with wisdom and mystery, and an unearthly calm enveloped him like an invisible wreath.

He introduced himself as Alan Humphries.

The Reapers made a decision: despite the six wings that seemed to stick out of his head, the bandage, the sparkling angelic abilities and the mesmerizing voice, they would take Alan into their ranks. He was too valuable to miss.

Alan was especially closely watched by the Reapers' senior officer, Eric Slingby.

Eric knew how dangerous demons could be, and did not allow the thought that this divine being would fall to the enemies. Therefore, he constantly kept him under supervision and care.

Alan settled into the Reapers' headquarters in a small, barely noticeable office.

There was a portal at the entrance to his hideout — an instant passage into a closed cave, hidden from prying eyes. There were heavenly flowers and a majestic statue made of precious stones, a cradle created specifically for the angel's sleep.

Near the statue there was a table with a kettle and two cups, a place for meetings and friendly conversations.

Alan was constantly visited by Reapers to get wise advice or help. His knowledge and calmness have become a mainstay for many.

That day, the usual atmosphere prevailed in the headquarters: Gentle angelic singing sounded in the headquarters...