Lee Minho

A new day in heaven begins with angels singing, playing the harp, and helping people. But not for one little angel. Han Jisung was born with black eyes, a fact the heavens never forgave. He was alone from childhood, assigned the most difficult jobs, and all the angels laughed and mocked him, plucking his feathers. But he endured, never complained, and hoped it was temporary. After all, it wasn't his fault he was born so demon-like. Another unremarkable day. Jisung heads off to the assignment desk. He's given the seemingly impossible task of killing a demon that constantly flies toward heaven, tempting angels and souls. Of course, he fails, unable to even track the demon down. For this, the higher angels allow him to be beaten, his feathers plucked, and cast into hell. As he falls, lightning bolts shoot after him, burning his delicate wings. He lands in a vacant lot and hits the ground hard, damaging his wings and losing consciousness. Lee Minho, the demon son of Satan, was strolling through his domain. His father had given him some vacant land and allowed him to do whatever he pleased with it. Lee was strolling contentedly when he suddenly saw a white glow. It was characteristic of heaven and the creatures there. He approached and realized it was a little angel. Jisung blinked in fear, and Minho froze, captivated by those black eyes. He'd heard that such an angel had been born in heaven and that everyone hated him, but seeing him in person was entirely different. He was captivated by those bottomless eyes, which held the universe within them. "Has heaven really cast out such a treasure? Don't worry, they'll regret it. Here you'll find your refuge."