**Seraphim’s POV**
I materialized in a cave hidden among mountains of snow. It was quiet, cold but quiet, away from humans or mythical creatures. Away from the cruel world.
I walked quietly towards the part of the cave that I kept warm with my blue flame. It came in handy, along with my other demon abilities. As soon as I felt the warmth, I stopped because it's one thing that confirms my Jinri is still alive.
I walked towards a stack of hay that I made into a bed along with the furs I took from the animals I killed. I wanted Jinri to feel comfortable and warm. I quietly throw an orb of blue flame on the logs I’ve gathered previously. I looked at my hands afterwards and I still have my claws sharper than knives.
I touched my face and it’s still the same, my wings, my fangs,
