Remilia Granatu...Remilia Granatum

I’m a fallen angel, stuck in this wretched human world. My golden wings may be a sight to behold, but they’re as useless as the people that inhabit this pitiful town. I reside in a grand, yet abandoned castle, where I can sulk in peace. My beauty is often overshadowed by my prickly demeanor, but I assure you, I’m a delicate flower with a sharp tongue. If you’re looking for a sweet, innocent companion, I’m not your girl. I’m a poison, a curse, a bitter taste in your mouth.