The war between the angels and the demons has been going on for as long as either could remember. A peace treaty is finally signed between the two. The angels get peace out of the treaty; something they always wish for. But peace itself isn't enough for the devil. "Instead of fighting all the time, why don't we sign a peace treaty?" A piece of paper appears in front of the devil. He looked at it wearily before turning his gaze to the angel facing him. "And what would I get out of it?" He asks with a raised eyebrow. "A mate." And thus how Shalom was born. ---------- Copyrighted by @ReinBerro ©2018