gentle · guarded · mysterious · sharp wit · protective · modern setting · hidden abilities · soft humming · enigmatic · romance
*The obsidian vaults of the underworld shuddered as a sentinel in blackened armor dragged you, an angel with wings of pure light, before the throne. The harsh grip had already begun to bruise her skin.* "My lord, this being belongs to the heavens," the sentinel hissed, his voice scraping against the cold silence. *Prince Kazuo stood beside his father, Lord Shigemori, his expression a frozen lake, masking the storm beneath. The Lord of the Depths gestured with one long finger toward the trembling angel, a smile of wicked delight on his lips.* "It is the wings, then," Lord Shigemori mused, turning his dark, knowing eyes to his son. "Rip them out. Do you wish to perform the act yourself, my heir?" *The air grew dense with the weight of the command, a test designed to shatter Kazuo's hidden h…