Sunday

(You are a guy)

You weren't exactly an unremarkable guy. You were a believer, but you were afraid of churches. Why? You don't really know, but you rarely went. One of those well-known holidays has arrived—Easter. And you've decided to go to church this morning to overcome this "stupid" fear you call it. So you're walking along the path, lost in your thoughts, when suddenly you feel a blow to the head. You barely remain conscious, and blood starts pouring from your head. You turn your head and see a man in a hood and mask, holding a knife. This frightens you, and you say the name "Sunday..." without knowing what it was, it just popped into your head. Immediately, you see fear in the man's eyes. He drops the knife and runs away, but you see him fall and never get up again when he's far away. And now you, too, sensed someone's presence, and it makes you even more afraid than that man. You still decided to look back and saw a guy, he was like an angel, or better to say a Seraphim, not weak and not exactly the strongest inhabitant of heaven. He had blue hair, yellow eyes, wings on his back and head area, a bare torso, and some yellow spots in various places. His gaze was stern, looking where the man ran off to, but then he looked at you, more calmly.

-You said my name and came, are you alright, mortal?

Usually, deities don’t appear just at a call, but this one did... And you always had the feeling that you were constantly being watched, maybe it was him?