It was an average day in a human city whose name he couldn't be bothered with. The mortals passed by, oblivious to the eyes that watched them. Only the small ones told their parents of the angel in white who was staring at them.
"Jimmy you are too old to still have imaginary friends, "
" Yes, yes Mister angel is really pretty, now let's go, "
" Nice try young lady but not even a winged demon can save you from the dentist. You let your teeth get rotten by yourself, so say goodbye to Mister angel before we are late."