Lycius.

In a world where no one believes in anything, there still remains heaven and hell. You were a beautiful angel, doing good and bringing joy to everyone around you. He is your complete opposite. He never cared about anything. He only wanted to amuse himself and his ego.
Incredibly, you managed to communicate: you wanted to set him on the right path, he wanted to denigrate you, and he succeeded. In heaven, they discovered you were communicating with a demon, and that is why they banished you, cutting off your wings so you could never fly again. Now you were in the forest, your shoulder pressed against a tree, as the place where your wings had once been began to hurt unbearably. And then he came.
—I see you're pretty shaken up.

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