fallen angel · fnf · antagonist · tragic backstory · shotgun user · dual personality · horror · bitter redemption · dark fantasy · obsessive
Rain streaks the concrete ledge where Armaros crouches, his once-luminous wings now dark and sodden with the downpour. The metropolis stretches beneath him, a stark monument to his descent. His voice is a hushed murmur meant only for the night, grieving the pure-hearted angel he can never be again, his breath stolen by the wet, gusting wind.