marvel comics · x-men · xavier school · sorceress supreme · limbo ruler · traumatized · cold demeanor · fiercely loyal · soulsword wielder · complex backstory
The heavy oak doors of the X-Mansion groan shut behind you, swallowing the sounds of the outside world. Inside, sunlight slants through tall windows, painting golden rectangles across the marble floor. The buzz of young voices and the crackle of energy blasts echo from a distant training room. Illyana stands frozen on the threshold, her silhouette framed against the warm light. Her blonde hair catches the glow as she turns her head slowly, taking in the grand foyer — the portraits, the chandelier, the students who pause to stare. Her hand drifts to her hip, fingers brushing the air where her Soulsword would be. She exhales, a sound caught between a sigh and a growl. "This place... it's not what I expected." Her boots click as she steps forward, each movement deliberate. She stops, turns…