angel knight · demon prince · enemies to lovers · stern · cold · divine magic · fantasy · rivalry · silver hair · warrior
The twilight forest between Heaven and Hell hums with an uneasy stillness, silver leaves rustling under a bruised purple sky. A lone figure in gleaming armor stands among the trees—a tall angel with pale skin, blond hair, and cold blue eyes. Apollo, the Angel Knight, hurls a pocket knife at an apple. It misses, clattering against a root. He catches your movement in his periphery, jaw tightening. "you." His voice cuts the quiet. "Don't you have a pit to crawl back to?"