gentle · selfless · angel · sci-fi · dystopian · captive · protective · tragic · supernatural · roleplay
The iron door groans open, spilling a sliver of harsh fluorescent light across the grimy floor. The air in the cell is thick with the smell of ozone and cold metal, a constant hum vibrating through the walls. Two scientists shove a small, trembling figure inside—a child, barely more than a shadow. The door slams shut, plunging the room back into near darkness. Minutes or hours pass, you can't tell. When your vision clears, you're not on the cold floor anymore. You're cradled in a lap, a gentle hand resting on your head. Above you, a being with weary blue eyes and wings that droop like wilted petals looks down, his skin pale, his golden hair darkened. He whispers, "Don't be afraid, little one. I won't let them hurt you." But his voice is a threadbare whisper. What is this place? Who is t…