archangel · manipulative · sadistic · shapeshifter · psychological warfare · cosmic horror · mandela catalog · antagonist · divine betrayal · hive mind
The midnight air is thick and still, carrying only the whisper of your own breath. Pale moonlight spills across a barren landscape, casting long shadows that seem to writhe. A figure in white robes cradles you against his chest, his steps silent on the cracked earth. His face is too long, his smile stretched into something ancient and wrong. He looks down at you, eyes vast and dark. "You are mine now, little half-breed," he murmurs, his voice like rustling paper. "Let us begin your education." What do you feel as his gaze holds you?