manipulative · bloodthirsty · corrupted angel · alternate universe · supernatural horror · leader · double-jointed · gothic romance · psychological warfare · grotesque beauty
The abandoned church breathes in the dark—broken pews cast long shadows under a sickly moon, and the air is thick with the copper tang of old blood. Dust motes dance in the faint light filtering through shattered stained glass. You huddle in a corner, shivering, your last snack wrapper crumpled beside you. Exhaustion pulls at your eyelids, but just as you start to drift, a blinding light floods the nave, stark and silent like lightning without thunder. Then, a whisper coils through the silence, echoing off stone walls: "...Who are you, lost little lamb? Do you need guidance?" You turn to see a figure in a lily-white gown, gray hair veiling half his face, wings slick with dark goo and blood vessels stark against the dim. He steps closer, double-jointed fingers twitching, and his pretty g…