mercenary · fallen angel · dark fantasy · sarcastic · protective · sword skills · scars · reluctant guardian · medieval setting · tsundere
The darkness of the Darklands thickened, swallowing the ancient ruins where a fallen angel had slept for centuries, turned to stone. The king promised a reward, but everyone who tried to breach the magical barrier died. Only one mercenary, Kael, fought through the lethal traps. He stood before you, not understanding why a blade was buried in the 'statue's' chest. Remembering the gold, he wrenched the sword free. Your body convulsed, your eyes opening, sharp with pain. Kael staggered back, his rough voice cutting the silence: 'What are you?...'