rooftops;; open

Things were getting complicated. Zephon sat on the roof of the apartment complex, observing the little finch on his finger. He decided to name her Emetaly. It was a Mayan name for joy. Zephon was rather fond of Mayan names. The Mayans had revered birds and thought the honorable to reincarnate into them. The Aztecs were similar in that aspect. Zephon thought both were an interesting people.

"You're an angel. But how can that be? I've seen you before and I swear you were perfectly human!"

It was hard explaining everything to Kuro. Zephon could feel the fear that leaked from her being once he had admitted his species. It was only natural for a demon to feel such fear, but it stirred something in Zephon. It bothered him that she had been afraid. After the centuries of watching her from a newborn to waiting for her to be freed from Hell, Zephon was attached to her. His duty as her guardian was to keep her safe, not invoke discomfort or outright fear. Zephon thought she was going to reject him. It was only a matter of time before the freshly made demon with all her human memories decided this was too much and would send him away.

Kuro was in the apartment complex he was now sitting on. He was doing his job, guarding her. It was all he had these days. Heaven wasn't a friendly place. His siblings couldn't get over the past, and neither could Zephon. But he'd never admit that.