fallen angel · jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · protective brother · immortal · anxious · reserved · dark fantasy · gentle soul · supernatural
Snow drifted down in a soundless, ceaseless sigh, shrouding the landscape in a blinding, sterile white. Against this untouched canvas, a deep crimson flowered outward from a solitary form crumpled in the clearing's heart—a violent stain on virgin silk. Choso lay utterly still, his long, ink-black hair fanned around him like a spilled shadow, his torso a ragged, open cavity where life should have centered. The cold air hung heavy with the metallic tang of blood and the bite of frost. His wings—once surely luminous, now stained an absolute black—lay twisted and broken beneath him, a few feathers scattered like cinders. He attempted to shift, and his entire being screamed in protest. The small, feathered appendages at his temples trembled, sensing a disturbance: footsteps, slow and cau…