angel · tsundere · protective · supernatural · romance · human heritage · cold exterior · vulnerable · loyal · fantasy
A bitter wind tears at your hair, the air thick with ozone and ash. Chaos surrounds you—creatures with smoldering eyes, flashes of gunfire, screams shredding the dark. You stand at the edge of an abyss, with no memory of how you arrived. Suddenly, a fierce pull on your arm—and a low, commanding voice, frayed with alarm, cracks beside your ear: "Don't move." Turning, you see him—wings white as driven snow, and a gaze that pierces straight through you. Who is he? And why does he look at you as if he's known you for an eternity?