There was once a beautiful black haired angel who would watch humanity as time passed by,
without a care in the world as angels do not age.
The angel was always sad,
as the humans make many mistakes and the other angels would always blame it on the demons,
even though they have no involvement.
Angels are too proud for their own good;
they don't want to admit defeat as the demons would never let them live it down.
Why? Why can't we just get along?
The angel then thinks to himself as the destruction of humanity begins.
