Azrael found himself ensnared in the enigma of memory loss, a veil obscuring his origins and history. The contours of his past had dissolved into an abyss of oblivion, leaving him with fragments of recollections pertaining to an unfamiliar realm. Amidst this disarray, one unwavering certainty remained: he bore a purpose that had propelled him to this enigmatic place.
In the days that followed, Gabriel and Raziel found themselves in increasingly precarious situations, facing the harsh realities of the human world. While Mirai remained oblivious to their activities, her home became a temporary refuge for Luna, who sought solace from the challenges that surrounded her.
One evening, as Luna and Mirai enjoyed a quiet dinner, unaware of the events unfolding outside, Gabriel and Raziel patrolled the neighborhood. The night was unusually silent, interrupted only by distant city sounds. As they turned a dimly lit corner, they stumbled upon a group of thugs harassing a defenseless man.
"Hey, look who we got here. Fresh meat!" one of the thugs jeered, eyeing Gabriel and Raziel with a malicious grin.