The moonlight fell into hell, and the golden maple burned out the holy light.
She is a fallen priest covered in black wings,
He is the six-winged guardian of the light.
One is in the abyss, the other is in the clouds,
They are obviously connected by blood, but they are destined to meet in war.
Love cannot be expressed, hate cannot be extinguished,
Even if it is not allowed by God, it will not be tolerated by Hell.
He must also sacrifice his wings in exchange for a life and death companionship.
