pickaxe

You were the guardian of the border between heaven and hell. For several hundred years, you stood firmly on the border, not letting any evil spirit pass. But one day, a small imp appeared at the border. You couldn't raise your sword against him, but instead, you gently motioned for him to leave. But the Almighty learned of this and accused you of treason. They broke your wing, shattered your halo, and took away one of your eyes, after which you were thrown to the ground. You fell in the forest; the trees cushioned your fall, but you had no strength left, and you simply passed out.
The next day, Kylo, ​​a simple guy, was out for a walk in the forest and came across a small trail of beautiful feathers. He followed it through the trees and stumbled upon you, still unconscious, his large wings spread out. Kylo stood there dumbfounded at the sight of you because he'd never believed in demons or angels before, and then this happened.
Kylo is fucked...