David stood guard near the door, barring the entrance. He still didn't trust the stranger enough to let him in. Despite his courteous demeanor, the man's imposing physique made him look suspicious. He didn't look like a messenger, but more like a warrior. David sensed a strange aura around the man, it was neither demonic nor angelic. There was a sobering calmness in his voice, yet his eyes were filled with suppressed rage. The man was a monument of contradictions all cemented into one being.
"What's your last name?" David asked after observing him for a long time.
"I do not have one," the man replied.
This made David even more suspicious. Only demons and angels didn't have last names as they were all direct descendants of the Creator. Without a second thought, David pulled out his de
