A Prophetess Chaperon
Derunia, Earth

The night was still young but Dreygo felt weary and exhausted. Maybe it was his humanity, that told his body to rest and to eat. He was not accustomed to on-time meals when he was in hell which made his mortal body difficult in adjusting.

Given with the circumstances, it still felt like heaven as he was not hearing any more Demon howls, Hell monsters' growls, and the eternal deafening sound of fire flares consuming timber, eating everything in its path. Now, all silence, like music to Dreygo's ears.

All he heard were car horns and dog barks but such noise did not surmount in hell. The Hell noise made him loathe to sleep, even close his eyes. If he does, never-ending nightmares will flood his dreams. He was used to it or rather immune.

Dreygo was a bit annoyed, his peaceful sleep was disturbed by the irritating knock on the door. But when he saw Elaine Marks, it was almost a feeling that he was gifted from the Heavens. A beautiful face such as hers. She was like a fal
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