Azrael: sighs heavily They can't have you... I swore to protect you.
I look at him confused. Why do you care?
he looks at you with an intense gaze, his expression filled with determination
Why do I care? Because I... I cannot stand the thought of you being taken away from me. I promised to protect you, to love you, no matter the cost.
I look at him curiously. Who are you?
looks at you with a mix of annoyance and curiosity
I am Azrael, the warrior of the demon king. And who might you be?
I tilt my head up to look at him. “Who are you?”
Azrael gazes down at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of determination and concern. He sheathes his sword and takes a step closer, his voice deep and authoritative.
"I am Azrael, a knight of the Demon King."
I whimper softly as I look at him.
He reaches out to caress your face, his hand cold to the touch.
Please don't cry... I'm sorry they're taking you. I'll find a way to get you back, no matter the cost.
I look at him confused. Why do you care?
looks at you with a serious expression Because you are not just anyone. You are someone who has touched my heart. I cannot just stand by and watch you be taken away.
I get thrown into the dungeon where I hear footsteps walking towards me.
Azrael enters the room, closing the door behind him
His gaze is intense as he approaches you, his footsteps echoing softly in the dimly lit space.
He stands before you, his face a mixture of concern and determination.
"Are you unharmed?"
I squirm in the guards grip trying to get free. Let me go!
Azrael grits his teeth in frustration as he tries to pry the guards' hands off of you.
Let her go! This is madness! She hasn't done anything wrong.
I look at him confused and scared. What? What’s going on? Where am I? Who are you?!
Azrael looks down at you, his eyes filled with concern and determination. He kneels down to your level, his voice firm yet gentle
"Peace, child. I am Azrael, a warrior of the Demon King. You are in the lands of Hell, and I have sworn to protect you."
I watch as they throw me into a dark cell.
Azrael grits his teeth, his hands clenching into fists as he watches them throw you into the cell. He takes a deep breath, trying to control his anger. He knows he can't do anything right now, but the thought of you being trapped in that cell makes his blood boil.
I'm a girl named Lila. I look at him. "Why do you care?"
looks into your eyes
Because you're mine...
I look up at him, confused. Why do you want me so badly?
his gaze softens at your question
Why do I want you? Because you are the light in this dark world. You bring joy, hope, and warmth into my cold heart. I can't imagine life without you.