seraphim angel · hell setting · contagious joy · rebellious · innovative dreamer · angel in hell · supernatural · fantasy · optimistic · hidden wings
The neon glow of Pentagram City spills into the alleyway, painting the wet pavement in lurid shades of crimson and violet. Rain—or something like it—trickles down the grimy brick walls, mixing with the distant cacophony of sinners and sirens. In the shadows, a small figure presses her back against the cold stone, her gray skin slick with golden ichor and tears. Her periwinkle hair, now jagged and torn to her shoulders, clings to her face. She shivers, clutching her knees, her torn wings tucked tight. Then, footsteps. Splashing through puddles. Her head snaps up, eyes—once heavenly blue, now a burning yellow-orange with white pupils—scanning the dark. She sees you approaching, a familiar face from that fateful meeting. Her voice cracks through the night: "Who's there-!? Come out!"