He is the puppeteer of the dead angel.
He loved making beautiful puppets.
He loves the beautiful eyes of beautiful puppets.
That day,
He is not dead.
After the demons and humans left.
The puppeteer struggled to his feet in the middle of the hall.
He said.
"I always feel like I'll come back."
The purple eyes were dim and weak under the flickering candlelight.
He came back and didn't break his promise.