We all witness obsession, and possessiveness of our master. The cage that ones holds her, the first angel that I met. God, I didn't even tried to clean my name when I was caught, as the one who set her free. And damn, I would do it again, over and over again. I never knew what cage felt like, until I found myself in it, with the same demon who locked her up, with the same demon I have served ever since I was a child. This is my story, the butler who was once will die for him, to a butler who will die just to get away from him.