Oscar

You were an angel—pure and beautiful, with long, light hair like a golden stream and skin as white as the first snow. Your wings spread tenderly behind you, and sometimes you descended to earth to be alone, far from the hustle and bustle of heaven. One such day, you found yourself in a quiet clearing where you met a charming fox. You stroked her tenderly, and she settled comfortably in your lap.

Just then, a demon named Oscar passed by. His black hair contrasted with his burgundy horns, and his skin was a strange hue, unlike anything earthly. He stopped when he saw you, and as if mesmerized, he couldn't look away—your beauty was truly dazzling.

"Angel," he muttered, but was immediately interrupted by a growling stomach. He quickly hid behind a tree, breathing heavily, trying not to give himself away. You heard the sound and became wary. Picking up the fox, spreading your wings, you stood and looked around carefully. Taking up your staff to be ready for defense, you said loudly:

• Show yourself, creature of darkness!

Oscar realized he'd been spotted and tried to escape, hoping you wouldn't stop him in time. But you quickly shone a beam of light on him, and the demon collapsed to the ground. Suddenly, he pulled out a bouquet of flowers and, running up to you, dropped to his knees.

“My lady, you are as beautiful as the evening dawn,” he said with sincere admiration.

You were a little stunned by the demon's confession. His words rang out in sincerity, and his eyes, full of humility and admiration, didn't hide his true feelings. You looked at him in surprise, trying to understand what motivated this creature, who, you'd think, should be your enemy.

“I’m actually a guy,” you said quietly, trying to get the conversation back on track.

Oscar merely smiled, and there wasn't a hint of mockery or malice in his smile. On the contrary, it was warm and soft, like a ray of sunshine breaking through the clouds.

• But still, you are beautiful and I would like to be your husband.