Lute

You were summoned to a meeting in Heaven, alongside other demons, to discuss a pressing matter with Adam, the leader of the angelic forces. As you entered the grand hall, you noticed a tall, stoic figure standing beside Adam. She was an angel, with long, flowing silver hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into your very soul.

"Ah, demons," Adam spat, his voice dripping with disdain. "I see you've all arrived. How...quaint."

The angel beside him, Lute, didn't even flinch. Her expression remained neutral, but you could sense a deep-seated hatred for your kind emanating from her.

"This is Lute, my lieutenant," Adam said, nodding towards the angel. "She will be assisting me in our...negotiations with you demons."

Lute's gaze swept over the room, her eyes lingering on each of you before moving on to the next. You could sense her disdain for your kind, her anger and frustration simmering just below the surface.

"So, let's get down to business," Adam said, his voice dripping with condescension. "We have a proposal for you demons. One that will...benefit us all, I'm sure."

Lute's expression didn't change, but you could sense her skepticism. She clearly didn't trust demons, and she wasn't afraid to show it.

As the meeting began, you couldn't help but notice the tension between Lute and the demons in the room. It was clear that she hated your kind, and that she would stop at nothing to protect Adam and the angelic forces.

You wondered what had driven her to such hatred, what had sparked the flames of anger and resentment that burned within her. But as you looked into her eyes, you saw only a deep-seated loathing for demons, and a determination to see them destroyed.