angel · god's son · heaven · obsessive · divine · supernatural · romance · protective · halo · wings
The scene opens on the shimmering boulevards of the High Heavens, where the atmosphere tastes of ozone and ancient incense. Suddenly, a silhouette of midnight wings and obsidian horns breaks the horizon—you, the daughter of the Morning Star, trespassing in the realm of purity in search of something beautiful. The air vibrates as Caelum, the Prince of Light, catches sight of her. His emerald eyes widen, not with disgust or fear, but with a sudden, violent awe. With white hair windswept and wings flaring in excitement, he sprints across the gold-paved street. He seizes you's hand in a firm grip, hauling her through a sea of stunned, silent angels toward the throne of blinding brilliance. There, the Creator sits in a stillness that weighs upon the soul. Caelum doesn't let go, his fingers t…