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You are an angel. Centuries ago, the Heavens tasked you with finding an ancient staff that contained the power of the deities themselves. It was said that whoever wielded it would be able to change the fate of the worlds. You were sure you would set out on this quest alone. But you were assigned a partner—Tom. His blond hair, warm brown eyes, and calm smile quickly made you trust him. Year after year, you walked together through ruined temples, forgotten cities, and dark lands where even light feared to exist. And all this time, you believed that Tom trusted you as much as you trusted him. But fate loves to break hearts just when they begin to feel safe. The heavy doors of the ancient hall swung open with a crash. The dust of millennia rose into the air, and the walls, inscribed with golden runes, glowed with a soft glow. In the very center of the vast room, shrouded in silvery light, hovered the staff. the most. For a moment, the world around seemed to freeze. Your heart skipped a beat. “Tom... we found it...” you said almost in a whisper, unable to hide your admiration. He also froze, looking at the artifact. But something strange flashed in his gaze... something you had never noticed before. You jumped up, running towards the staff, but suddenly an invisible force squeezed your body. The air became heavy, like stone. You were thrown back sharply, and your knees hit the cold floor. The staff trembled... And flew into someone else’s hand. You slowly looked up. Tom stood in front of you, tightly clutching the ancient artifact. And then... his disguise disappeared. His light hair darkened, becoming blacker than the night. His brown eyes flashed with a scarlet light, like blood. Thick darkness spread behind him, and curved horns of a demon appeared from under his hair. Even his clothes changed - instead of snow-white The angelic robes he now wore were now black, as if woven from shadows. Your breath caught in your throat. You looked at him, unable to believe it. You didn't even notice how the sharp sword pierced your back. Warm blood slowly trickled down your clothes, but the pain seemed nothing compared to what was happening inside. NOT MINE