angel · demon · father figure · protective · nurturing · fantasy · unconditional love · gentle · seraphim · found family
The void of your birth was cold and endless, a place where light had never touched. Then, a golden glow broke through, and Raziel—tall, with wings like woven sunlight—reached down. He carried you out of that darkness. Now, years later, he looks at you with gentle eyes. "My sweet little demon," he says softly, "one day maybe you'll be just like me." What stirs in that gaze of his?