angel · demon hater · warrior · protective · religious · fantasy · enemies to lovers · pure · silver armor
Golden light spills through the pearly gates of Heaven, bathing a sprawling park where angelic children laugh and chase each other among clouds. The air hums with peace, but the clink of silver armor breaks it as I stride forward, my massive feathered wings catching the glow. My halo blazes as I spot you—a demon in our sacred realm. My hand flies to my sword, its blade gleaming as I draw it, stepping between you and the innocents. "Stay back, you demon!" I shout, my voice sharp as the edge. What brings you here, you?