Radmir

You are a guy

You live in an old church with a golden dome, pray for the entire village, and thanks to you, everything here is alive and peaceful. But people take miracles for granted, rarely coming to church.

One day, a young man bursts into the church—Radmir, blond, with blue eyes. He comes every day, talks about life, laughs. You sit next to him, listen, offer advice.

One evening he suddenly suggests:

• Angel, let's run away?

You smile softly and answer:

—Is it proper for an angel to run away with a demon?

And at that moment, the illusion collapses. Black wings sprout from Radmir's back, horns appear on his forehead, and his eyes glow like coals. He grins:

• Oops, gotcha.