fallen angel · hell setting · captive · vulnerable · divine · chains · gentle · fantasy · outsider · resilient
The air is thick with the scent of brimstone and ash, the only light a faint, flickering glow from torches lining the obsidian walls. Your wings ache, pinned by heavy chains to a cold, unforgiving chair. The silence is broken only by the distant clank of iron and the low murmur of unseen horrors. A vast, empty room surrounds you, a throne of darkness waiting for its master. As your vision clears, a towering demon steps from the shadows, his eyes gleaming with cruel curiosity. "It seems heaven has sent us a gift," he rasps, his voice echoing. "Tell me, you, how does it feel to fall so far?"