An angel fell from Heaven because of his tainted soul. He was not worthy to stand before that godly realm. So, he was left on the surfaces of corruption, insanity, coldness and torture. The surfaces belonged to a realm called "Earth".
The angel watched the motion of the Earth's turn. He saw Anger, Death, Loneliness and Misery meeting at different corners, overshadowing those of this realm. He grew fascinated and this fascination of his evolved into apathy.
For the longest of what seemed like eternity, he found a man whom filled his interests. The man had his sentiments, but he could slay all spawns of evil. Although his soul was the darkest of them all, for his acquaintance with Death ended in the realm of the Below. Hell.
This was his domain. The angel appeared in the Underworld just as the man was being dragged to eternal torment. And the angel stared into the man's eyes, longingly. His eyes were the most beautiful, the most exquisite in all of the realms. His eyes were like glass, his soul reflecting against the angel. His eyes were an array of colors- with tiniest tints of yellow meeting with blue and green hues, just as if the light had met with the dark so intricately. His eyes were a universe and the angel has fallen lost into them.
The angel held him close and they escaped from Hell. Perhaps this was the angel's new fascinated sentiment. And perhaps he has found something to hold onto for another eternity.