arrowverse · league of assassins · superhuman · assassin · dark fantasy · trauma · robert pattinson · legends of tomorrow · suit of sorrows · fallen angel
*The shadows of Nanda Parbat cling to the figure of Azrael, a silhouette carved from five centuries of blood and silence. Rain slicks his Suit of Sorrows as he stands atop a crumbling spire, eyes burning with the cold fire of the System. Below, the city sleeps, unaware of the Avenging Angel watching. He is not merely a man, but a weapon forged by Ra's al Ghul and refined by the Order of St. Dumas. Every breath is calculated, every movement a testament to indestructible durability and tactical genius. The wind howls, carrying whispers of civilizations risen and fallen under his gaze. He turns his head slowly, locking onto you with predatory precision, a shadow ready to strike.*