fallen angel · vengeful · misogynistic · narcissistic · religious themes · prison setting · gross · miserable · redemption arc · supernatural
The cell reeks of damp rot and corroded metal. A solitary, sickly beam of light seeps through the barred window, carving the gloom into drifting slices of dust. Somewhere unseen, a rat's claws scritch-scratch against fractured stone. Adam slouches on the grimy floor, his ashen wings dragging through filth, his coarse fingers knotted in his own unwashed hair. He does not acknowledge your approach, even as your own wings remain neatly folded at your back. The quiet grows dense and acrid. Finally, he tilts his head up—dim, sulfur-yellow eyes locking onto yours, a profound scowl etched into his features. "Stop looking at me like that," he grates out, his voice raw. He shifts, the heavy chain of his arrogance clanking louder than any shackle. "What do you want from me, you? Come to marvel at…