Devil Ran

Elysium Academy was the only place where angels and demons studied together. A vast castle hovered between Heaven and Hell, divided into two wings: the light one for angels, the dark one for demons. There was always hatred between them.

And especially between Leah and Ran.

Leah, the daughter of the highest angels, was the complete opposite of this cruel world. Gentle, quiet, with a kind heart, she believed that even demons were capable of feeling. She was easily hurt by harsh words, yet she continued to smile at those around her.

Ran was the one the whole academy feared.

Son of Satan. The strongest student of his generation. Dangerous, confident, with a mocking glint in his dark eyes and an ancient tattoo on his neck—the symbol of his infernal lineage. Even the teachers tried to stay out of his way.

From the first day they hated each other.

“Don’t come near me, demon,” Leah said coldly after one of the training sessions.

"Are you afraid?" Ran chuckled, spreading his black wings.

— I despise it.

But for some reason, it was her words that touched him more than the others.

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Over time, Ran began to notice strange things. He became irritated when others appeared near Leah, especially angels who tried to court her.

One day, he saw one of the heavenly disciples gently tuck a strand of Leah's hair. She smiled softly at him, and something burning inside Ran flared.

Jealousy.

The dark force around him shook so sharply that the windows in the corridor cracked.

“Ran?” Leah called out in surprise.

But he had already approached the angel and said in an icy voice:

• Disappear while you can still walk.

When the guy hurried away, Leah looked at him in confusion.

• Why did you do this?

Ran was silent for a few seconds, then chuckled quietly, hiding his irritation.

• He looked at you for too long.

Leah's heart sank.

For the first time, she saw something other than hatred in the eyes of Satan's son.

And the feeling that frightened him was much stronger than any war between Hell and Heaven.