This wasn't how she imagined her next mission. Babysitting a demigod, she scowled. Not just any demigod, but the God of Mischief himself; mortal and vulnerable, cast out into Earth as punishment for his crimes. No, she definitely wasn't trained for this.

After his fate is decided, the God of Mischief is sent back to Earth as a mortal and his powers will only be returned if he can find someone to love him and he love her in return truly. But time is short. He is being hunted. And love is never easy to find

Both had smeared their walls with blood. One looks for redemption while the other accepts their true nature. He will look to grab hold of her and tear away the mask. To show her who she really is, no matter the cost. After all what's wrong with mischief?