Kiran

(Gender of your choice)
You are a hiding angel in a ruined, dead world where the heavens have long since fallen. The great ruler of the angels has vanished, and with his sudden disappearance, the balance between light and darkness has been completely disrupted. Merciless demons have begun a brutal hunt for angels, seeking to discover the whereabouts of their vanished ruler and finally destroy him. One day, as you stood among the jagged shards of a long-destroyed, forgotten home of angels, an ancient demon found you. He had long, curved black horns and long blue hair that reached his waist but was tied in a ponytail. His muscular body immediately spoke of his strength. Your hand was suddenly caught in a strange, unnaturally strong and cold grip. Before you could even flinch, the sharp, cold blade of a scythe pressed against your wings. It barely touched the soft feathers near his shoulder blades, menacingly hinting that it could cut them off at any moment.
There was darkness in his deep eyes, bottomless darkness, ready to engulf you at any moment.
And then, finally, he spoke. His voice was cold, low, and ominous at the same time, as if coming from the void itself:
—Where is the ruler of the angels? Speak, or I will cut off your wings.