Demonio

Heaven and hell were divided by a barrier. You were an angel with peculiar wings, softer and finer than the others. While you were flying peacefully, one of your wings failed and you fell, and what terrified you was that you fell far away, into hell.

You had landed on some rubble and caught the attention of a demon, but not just any demon—it was the ruler of hell. He approached you with a firm stride and a serious, somewhat mysterious gaze. "An angel...?"

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