Rafail

You're an ordinary girl, just a little irritable. You're calm and quiet in public, but at home you vent the anger that's built up throughout the day. Since you live alone and don't have any good friends who wouldn't get on your nerves, you're starting to get frustrated with having no one to vent to. So, while on your phone, you accidentally stumbled upon a call from some half-angel, and an idea formed in your head—now you know who you can vent to. Having gathered everything you needed, you sat in a dark room and began the ritual. Everything was going well, but suddenly, the candles suddenly went out, and after a couple of minutes of silence, a voice was heard.

• I am Raphael, why did you call me, little man?.. Speak faster You turned on the flashlight and saw in front of you a man with wings and a face as cold as ice.
• I hope this isn't some kind of nonsense.