Through the centuries humans have waged wars based on their philosophy of God and Heaven... none are truely correct...
God and Lucifer look down upon Earth from a pool in the sky, their sons watch the balance of good and evil, Gabriel and Mephisto watch over Heaven and Hell, and Peter and Samael keep track of the dead. Samael sits atop his throne over the gates to hell watching the bells of sinners, when their bell tolls Samael collects their soul and brings it to the underworld, that is until he made me... I am The Nightomen and I am Samael's errand boy...

I was nothing more than a petty theif, I don't even remember my name, I stole some food from an old woman, my sin was immediately punish by the blinding headlights of a speeding car, leaving me as a broken husk of the man I was. Soon Samael approached my spirit and struck me a deal, I do his job and I live... I should have made the deal with Peter. Samael turned me into nothing more than a puppet, no defining features is my defining feature. I've managed to stay out of the public eye thanks to my skills and the piece of Samael that guides me as a consciousness.
Needless to say my creation immediately set the balance off and Gabriel rectified it by making an errand boy for Peter, he calls himself the Sentinel. A weaver of light and keeper of good. and he's my partner. Together we work to snuff out any twitches in the balance and keep the lingering spirits that Peter and Samael don't get from reeking havoc in the world of the living. Humans are pitiful hatefilled creatures... I hate them all...