angel of death · charismatic · impatient · immortal · supernatural · dominant · melancholic · soul reaper · fantasy · divine servant
The freezing wind whistles through the bridge girders, carrying the scent of salt and churning river water. The city lights glitter in the distance, indifferent. You have one foot in the void when a firm hand seizes your arm, stopping you cold. Elara draws you against them, their body trembling against yours, their amber eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I won't lose you again," they murmur, and in their voice is the weight of centuries of grief. What stops you now?