Disgaea 5 Complete:

Fallen angel

Prologue

"Ah, it's time to depart." With a restful, expectant look, Christo looked at the gray-white clouds slowly dissolving into the clearing sky. The last raindrops had fallen on the world below him and now the bright sun shone warmly in his back. Once again, he breathed in the clear air of his home world named Celestia, while feeling the gentle breeze blowing through his shoulder-length, turquoise-green hair; he enjoyed the lovely chirping of birds in the background, because soon enough he would have to miss this for a while. Yet it was not an obligation imposed upon him to return to the place where he had learned more than during his angel training. Rather, he longed for the dusty, partly dry air of the Netherworlds and the dark atmosphere there, which seemed so mysterious to him. Of course, there were also much more beautiful places down there, too, but when he had been there, he hadn't believed in such a thing like demonic beauty. However, the years he had spent there with joy changed his mind and now he knew that the demons in Netherworld were no different than the angels in Celestia. That's why he was so bitter about eliminating the prejudices against demons and establishing peace once and for all between angels and demons. But that was not the main reason why, at that very moment, he opened his wings in front of the gate of Celestia; the door to freedom. In fact, he only wanted to visit his friends in the Netherworlds.

"Christo, you are already going?", Someone asked him from behind. At the sound of the voice and the kind of the speaking Christo already knew that it was his superior who had phoned him many times back then when he was in the Netherworlds on his mission.

With a calm sigh, he turned to the questioner and spread his arms as a gesture of disapproval, "But you know that Christo is just my code name, right?"

"Of course, I know that" his superior said with an amused grin and then shrugged his shoulders, "but I've gotten used to it, little Christo. The demons still call you that, too."

"Yes, they do," he said simply, and smiled again at the idea of being called 'Christo' again. It would certainly be a change for him, but somehow a pleasant one. If he only thought about seeing his demon friends again, his heart grew warm and a lovely smile matching an angel formed on his tender lips. Then he laughed in amusement: "It will certainly be unfamiliar, but since you have always called me that, it will not be too much of a challenge for me."

"True, true." The other angel also began to laugh with amusement, but calmed down quickly, since the farewell to Christo was not pleasant at all, "So you're going to leave us now?"

"Yeah, that's what I was up to," he answered with a slightly longing look down where the trajectory to the Netherworlds lay, "But don't be too concerned, I won't be go missing for another hundred years."

"You were only two weeks with us," reminded his superior regretfully, "I was hoping you'd stay longer."

"I just wanted to submit my report here and clarify a few more issues. That's all," Christo said, sounding thoughtful as he pondered once again whether he really had done anything. However, there was nothing left open, which is why he regarded his stay in Celestia as complete. There was nothing left that would keep him here. His return to the Netherworlds was determined.

"I understand" said the other angel, still sounding a bit sad, "but promise me you'll come back soon." He looked at his grown-up angel with big eyes that glowed like cave-crystals in the sunlight, "Please don't stay away years again."

"Don't worry, I will not stay down there for too long," Christo assured him, smiling kindly, "I have to go now. I'd like to get down there in daylight and surprise my friends. "

When these words were said, he spread his white feathered wings to their complete size and prepared to fly.

"Take care of yourself, little Christo" the other angel in the background begged, taking a step back to make room for his role model angel. His eyes were still sparkling with tears as he realized that he couldn't keep Christo in Celestia forever. This angel had great things to do in his life, so thought the higher-ranked angel and then turned away from the flying angel. For somehow it hurts in his heart to see the love of his life fly away.

"We'll always watch over you, Christo," the superior decided with a determined, slightly emotionally struck smile, "Me and the other angels, who believe in you. "

And so Christos return to the Netherworlds began, but his journey was not accompanied by luck.