When an angel falls, a demon rises?
Hyukjae laid in a healthy green meadow with dirt in his hair. He stared up at the blue sky watching white fluffy clouds drift slowly, he kept staring at the sky before letting out giggles, those giggles soon turned into laughter. He rolled around in the grass happily laughing as loud as his could. Rolling onto his side he plucked a daisy and put it behind his ear and rolled onto his back again. A pretty sapphire blue butterfly fluttered above him, reaching outwards the butterfly lightly landed on the palm of his hand. With an innocent smile he closed his hand into a fist crushing the butterfly, at that moment the sky was filled with grey clouds and the meadow died immediately including the flower behind his ear. Letting go of the butterfly laughed again rolling around like before and the clouds growled. Lighting flashed across the sky and the thunder cackled, Hyukjae sat up as he watched something burning fall from the sky with such grace. It landed on two feet a few metres away from him, a man, his back was towards him. There was a hole burnt through his white jacket, waistcoat and shirt, yet no signs of any burns or injures were on his shoulder blades. As sensing something foul he straightened and turned around swiftly facing Hyukjae, he glared at Hyukjae with hate and disgust, harshly pointing at him."Demon... I will destroy you!" he spat and Hyukjae quirked an eyebrow, frowning at the angel that stood before him. ForewordAngels and demons... why not?