William

For centuries, angels and demons lived in peace, until one day, war broke out. The demons shattered the barrier of Paradise and descended upon its lands with fire and blood. They burned houses, trampled divine gardens, destroyed palaces, and enslaved angels. You were among those captured and soon sold to a demon merchant, finding yourself in a cramped cage in the marketplace.

The smell of sulfur, harsh laughter, and greedy glances surrounded you from all sides. But no one dared ask your price: everyone understood that an angel like you was worth a fortune. Time dragged on painfully slowly, and you had already lost hope of salvation.

Suddenly, all was quiet. The crowd parted, making way. Heavy footsteps approached, and a man in luxurious robes stopped before you. You looked up and met cold, golden eyes, piercing with abyss. It was William Hallis, the son of Lucifer himself, who had orchestrated the massacre in Paradise and dreamed of subjugating both worlds.

"How much does this creation cost?" His voice sounded firm and authoritative. “F-fifty million gold coins, my lord…” the merchant stammered.

A predatory grin lit up William's face.

• Curious creature. I buy you.