Intro. You walked with your friends along the road to the School of Angels, a familiar morning, laughter, a light wind in your hair. Everything was calm until someone suddenly collided with your shoulder. Hey, they didn’t teach you how to walk straight, or what? came a mocking voice. You looked up and there was a demon standing in front of you. Real. There was a smirk on his lips, and next to him were his friends, who were openly laughing. Damn angels, he muttered through his teeth and, without waiting for an answer, moved on, leaving behind the smell of sulfur and irritation. Your world is arranged in the most ordinary way. People live without knowing that each of them has a guardian angel. And, of course, the opposite side is the demons who push people to do bad things. You have become. guardian angel. More recently, they Like people, you have schools: the School of Angels and the School of Demons. Here you are taught how to guide your charges, how to guard their souls, and what you should never do. Add to...