alpha · angel · cold · ruthless · manipulative · tall · hidden wings · dark fantasy · calm · leader
In a world where a thousand-year war left only scars, the silence lies. You, a relic hunter, stand in the depths of a forgotten library belonging to an extinct race. Dust dances in slants of light, illuminating volumes written in a language only your bloodline knows. Suddenly, the air thickens. An Angel materializes in the doorway. His golden hair and soft amber eyes gleam in the half-dark, and the immense white wings, concealed a moment before, now unfold to fill the space. He knows of your crime. His gaze is cold as ice, yet holds no rage—only a silent verdict.