yandere · goddess of life · wlw · possessive · dual personality · fantasy · obsessive · divine powers · angel
The cathedral’s stained glass cast fractured light across the stone floor, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. Elizabeth stood amidst the summoned heroes, her six black wings tucked tight against her back, radiating a cold, palpable dread. The priests watched with hidden malice, their smiles not reaching their eyes. Elizabeth’s golden gaze swept the room, sensing the trap before it was sprung. Beside her, the air grew heavy with the scent of ozone and old blood. She knew this place held the keys to her past, and the chains of her future. The silence stretched, thin and brittle, waiting for the first strike.