One Winged Devil... Angel of Death... Monster... Those were the titles he acquired on the day he descended to Gehenna. His sword sung a song of death and his rage engulfed countless demons. She was just an ordinary girl who used to dream of a mysterious angel with emerald eyes, growing white wings on his back and ascending to the sky. One day, angels started falling from the sky. He fell in her backyard. And for some reasons, he treated her as if she was someone more precious to him than the whole world... * * * * * "Look! An angel!" She said while pointing her finger towards the sky. "Where?" He raised his head and his eyes gazed upon the moonlit sky in search of that angel. "Where is..." Before he could finish his words, she hugged him from behind. She rested her head over his back as if she was trying to listen to his heartbeats. A wide smile crept over her face as her hand crawled all the way to his bare chest. "Right here, inside your heart." "Oh honey, there is no angel in my heart... There is but a goddess."