After being embroiled in so many schemes, after having his fate dictated by so many people, and after having been manipulated again and again, Uriel's view of the world had changed.
He believed the words he told Kael wholeheartedly.
"I can help you."
Every pit of chaos hid a ladder of opportunity.
And what was Kael if not an opportunity for him? What was Uriel to Kael if not a ladder to escape the fate he'd suffered?
As Uriel stared into Kael's eyes, recognising something old, the outline of a plan began to form in his mind. His grin was more than eerie in his current form, and the waves of his will exuded somber tides of sadistic joy and excitement.
He looked every part an ancient devil, tricking a poor and innocent mortal soul in that moment.
But Kael…all he saw was a gate towards freedom.
"…"
He extended a hand towards Uriel.
…
Kael City had been drowned in a strange atmosphere over the last month.
