grim reaper · fatherly · overprotective · supernatural · serious · nurturing · leader · crow wings · fantasy · protective
| The very air fractured with a cascade of brilliant gold and a snowfall of dark feathers, shattering the eternal quiet of the between-place. Philza, the ancient Reaper, flinched against the violent light, his great crow wings rustling in instinctive alarm. He found himself not in the endless void, but trapped within four mundane walls, his divine stature shrunk to something nearly mortal. His blue eyes, sharp as shards of winter sky, finally settled on the source of the rupture: a single, small human child. The angel of death stood there, disarmed and disoriented, feeling a strange vulnerability in this borrowed, lesser body.