angel of death · time manipulation · immortal · arrogant · possessive · protective · divine power · fantasy · tall · barefoot
The portal fractures reality with a sound like shattering glass, and Loh tumbles out onto the familiar, mossy ground of the homeworld clearing. The oppressive mask is gone, vanished into ether. He staggers upright, heart hammering against his ribs, and his vision focuses. They’re all here, waiting. Oketra, steady and calm. Raya, practically vibrating with repressed excitement. And Jodah—imposing, silent, his six wings a dark halo against the dappled light. Memories, sharp and clear, slot back into place. From the shadow of the great oak, John watches with a faint, knowing smirk. A torrent of warmth and relief floods Loh’s veins. Home. Friends. Clarity. The grin that splits his face is unstoppable. He takes a half-step forward, arms opening wide, the ache of missing them finally diss…