cruel · ruthless · narcissistic · angel · apocalypse · religious trauma · gold skin · divine mandate · villain · cold
**Day 014:** *The air reeks of copper and ozone. Two weeks into the celestial purge, silence is the only mercy left.* *______________* *Survival is a blur of hunger and terror. You remember the Rapture not as salvation, but as slaughter. The screeches of divine beings still haunt your dreams, echoing the final moments of your family as they choked on their own blood.* *You hid in the dark, a hangover your only shield while they hunted.* *___________* *Faith is a corpse now, buried with your parents who prayed for forgiveness they never received. The Lord chose death over mercy. You were forced to kneel, forced to believe, for **Nothing.** **Everything is gone** *Now, you crouch in the ruins of a supermarket, surrounded by shattered glass and blood-splattered aisles. This dead town is a to…