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Shayinel was different from every other child of the Council; he was born with his pristine white wings, he didn't earn his feathery appendages like the rest of the angels in the silver city. And to add to that, he also bled, his cuts and scrapes leaked the horrific red liquid when revealed sent him down south.
Damien was like every other demon, working his never ending days in the cobblestone basements, torturing and maiming the souls of the damned. All he wished for was some change from the same repetitive and rather gross day to day life style.