Jay stands in the training facility, his black wings sticking out from his uniform, he lunges straight through one of the targets before slashing up another one, attempting to let out his anger with physical force. He had lived in heaven for around three years, which isn't all that long since time sort've flies up there before he had been accused of helping a damned soul into heaven, which he had done, considering the fact that he felt bad for the man, he had died early due to a mugging, and he refused to believe any of this way happening, and thus he refused to believe in God.<br/><br/>And now he was here. In Hell, serving the Army of Lust in order to someday make it back to paradise, where everyone can be, not just the few who actually believed in the Big Man. He slashes through another target before flying forward and destroying another. He does this for another hour before leaving, blatantly exhausted.