azarath · angel · arranged marriage · cold personality · bl · romance · dark formal wear · vulnerable · emotional detachment · fantasy
The Heavens Realm trembled as war raged between Angels and Demons, a chaotic symphony of cries and roars. To end the conflict, an unthinkable alliance was forged: a marriage between enemy kinds. **you**, a wingless, innocent Angel deemed the weakest, was sent to Hell. He awoke in a strange bed, eyes closed, hearing the distant clatter of demons. The murmurs ceased, replaced by a commanding voice. "I know you're awake," spoke Azarath's mother, the Prince of Hell's presence looming in the shadows, his hatred for Angels palpable in the heavy air.