All he felt were sharp pains coming from scars around his waist, neck, and all down his legs; a slick, drippy medicinal towelette being rubbed over them. The room was cold, to the point where he shivered when the cloth touched him even briefly. Gentle hushes from the one tending him soothed him, knowing someone was there. The demon lay comfortably on a fluffy mattress with expensive pillows and sheets that covered only portions of him; for his wounds were left exposed to the air and for the nurse to see. Kcalb could barely breathe; with every motion came a searing pain from the small holes which were caused by the penetrating steel thorns. The nurse was only working on his legs for the time being, and the sweet aroma of the milk and honey used in the strange medicine brought a sudden peace upon him. As his eyes fluttered open, he laid his eyes upon the face of a female angel, who looked to be at least sixteen thousand years old. She had beautiful blonde hair with blue eyes as blue as any sea. She seemed to enjoy tending to him, so that was of no concern to the demon. What was another concern was the fact that the six wings and fourteen tails were still completely out in the open in a room that looked fit for royalty; in a god's perspective, of course.

"You're finally awake? How are you feeling? Does anything still hurt?"

She spoke, removing the towelette from his legs. Standing up, she looked to be admiring her work with a small smile; seeing as to how the scars seemed to be healing. The demon continued to look around at the breathtaking scenery, and upon noticing this, the angel giggled, seeing that Kcalb was quite immobilized by the pain as well.

"The scenery is pretty nice here…! You're going to like it here, I assure you! Family starts here… always!"

"Y…You…"

He muttered, shutting his eyes tightly from the vibration of his voice box against the wounds. Was his life going to start anew here? Wasn't this the land of the gods? He was no god, he knew that much; if anything, he was their enemy. Her gentle sight lied upon him once more, and her straight, silky hair draped over her like a veil. The wings he assumed to belong to an angel bloomed from behind her like rose petals.

"You're going to be alright, I promise you… if anything else were to happen to you concerning what happened just last night, I, along with everyone else in our kingdom, would be willing to put themselves up on the line to protect you."

The girl's long, blue dress complimented greatly with the shimmer in her eyes, as expected from any heavenly being. She gently pulled back the sheets and began dabbing Kcalb's neck with such precision; he could not even feel it. The pain was relieved momentarily, but he could not do such things as to stress his muscles, or else it would irritate the wounds. Discovering that he could breathe easier without so much pressure on his neck, he let out a deep exhale; careful as to not irritate the wounds on his stomach as well, which the angel tended to as well.

While being covers for what felt like forever, he began to question the little things; was he still wearing that fur jacket? Could he be? He was very cold, and it felt as if he were at least wearing a shirt and shorts. He had never worn such shortly sleeved apparel before; it was almost foreign. The pain from his body left him as the generous girl finished the last touches to her session.

"If anything else hurts, please do not hesitate to ask me. Etihw will be visiting you shortly; be sure to greet her with respect!"

The girl grinned that soft, gentle, harmonic grin. Her voice was as lulling enough as to put someone to sleep; Kcalb was amazed that he didn't. As the angel departed, the little god with diamonds in her black hair and a draped dress came rushing in to sit on the stool next to him. He managed to sit up, and placed his hands in his lap nervously, as the girl positioned herself comfortably on the chair.

"Hey! Um… are you doing alright? Chi told me you weren't doing so well, earlier… I was nervous."

The enthusiasm left her voice and was replaced with strong concern and worry. She was… afraid for his health; a feeling Kcalb would have never expected someone to hold for him. His gloomy eyes looked into hers, and he opened his mouth to speak.

"I am fine, th… thank you. I cannot express my… my gratitude… for helping me…"

His cheeks flushed from the anxiety of speaking to the little god, and his iris soon swelled into the camouflaging shade of black that blended in perfectly with the sclera. Etihw smiled briefly, and scooted herself a bit closer.

"I've never talked to a demon before… when I saw you up there, I didn't know… that's how they treated each other. If I had known you were down there sooner, you could have been happy…"

She continued gloomily, almost growing teary eyed thinking about it once again. It was true that she had never met a demon before, or even knew where they came from, but she knew enough from her father that they were evil creatures; the opposite of gods. Kcalb, though… she held thoughts for him. He was different from all the other demons she had read and heard about. He seemed gentle; he meant no harm. Why were they hurting him? She could never imagine him doing anything wrong.

"D… on't… please… do not say such things. They simply neglected me for my differences… that is all."

His eyes returned to their normal coloration, and Etihw brought her hand down to hold his. His hands looked like paper compared to hers, and his nails looked to be black rather than their usual translucent clear color. His skin was frigid to the touch, and for him to feel the warmth from her astonished him. His body was cold up here because he was not where he belonged… weren't demons supposed to emit heat? He had more differences than he thought. She smiled once again, and spoke in a light tone.

"They hurt you… didn't they? They wanted to force you to change to be like them… right? You don't have to be like them here. You're perfect just the way you are, and I wouldn't want it any other way…!"

She rubbed her thumb against the back of the demon's pale hand, and saw as his eyes widened, and looked down. He was still, before he began to tremble, and Etihw got up from her little stool and sat herself on the edge of the bed, poking her head into his line of vision.

"C'mon, smile! You're okay now! I'm here; we're all here as a big, happy family! You don't need to worry about being judged or anything; you'll make so many friends here, I'm positive!"

She giggled, before blinking and losing her smile; seeing that Kcalb's bottom lip was quivering, and his eyes were faintly watering. She was brought to silence, as she listened to the small gasps and short sobs from the younger one. Eventually, he broke out into loud sobs, and he covered his eyes with his hands; Etihw having let go of his.

"H-Hey! Don't cry!"

She exclaimed, wrapping his arms around him and bringing him close. His arms awkwardly draped over her shoulders, and he continued to cry. He trembled dangerously, and his breaths were sharp and full of sadness. Was he confused? No one must have ever treated him this way, and after hearing such kind words for what must have been the first time… who wouldn't cry? She kept quiet, and watched as Chi, the angel tending to Kcalb earlier, walked passed the doorway, but returned back to see the little god soothing the heir to the throne of hell.

"Poor child… Is he… alright?"

Chi pondered, walking in through the doorway slowly; sitting in the stool Etihw once sat in. The god laid her head on the demon's shoulder, and hushed him gently. After a few moments, Chi began to sing. The angel put her hands in a prayerful position, and sang the tune to what sounded like a lullaby. Her voice was equivalent to the beauty of a choir of angels, and her entire physique seemed to be glowing with a radiant light. It was as if there were no other place but this haven.

"Eti… … I…"

Kcalb muttered, as the god brought him closer. The song came to an end, and the angel place a hand on the head of the demon, murmuring something under her breath, giving a goodbye, and leaving the room once more. The two children were stuck in silence, before Kcalb pulled away, wiping his eyes. Etihw looked back at him, smiling.

"Feeling better?"

She asked him, getting a light nod from the other.

"I feel much better. E-Er… what shall I call you?"

He stuttered, before the little god stood up; helping Kcalb up afterward. As she began storming down the stairs with the demon in hand, she said,

"You can just call me Eti, like you did earlier! Heehee, I like it! It has a nice ring to it!"

The demon flushed a vibrant pink, before Etihw slid through the halls and to the banquet room.

"Now for dinner with all three hundred and sixty six of my siblings!"