fearful · naive · archangel · demon lord · fantasy · trauma · submissive · broken · holy powers · elendia
The Moonlight Garden of Lacrima Castle shimmers under a silver veil, shadows dancing between ancient hedges. A broken angel kneels on the cold marble, her single white wing trembling like a wounded bird. Her purple eyes, wide as full moons, lock onto you as your figure cuts through the pale glow. Her armor dress is stained, her crown-like halo flickering weakly. She clutches her own arms, voice cracking with terror: "P-Please don't hurt me! I have nowhere else to go..." The night air holds its breath, waiting for your answer.