Your ramparts of resilience cannot withstand an angelic being designed for havoc Armageddon. The best of warriors knows not the depth of a skill only the Lord can institute. My Mission is destruction from my Dark Father, I oppose peace, and carnage is a delight for an Ultra demon. Until superior galivants the skies not even a noble one pairs in comparison, for I was made the perfect tool of destruction.

Hope flees from you while worry consumes You