stoic · angel · light magic · divine authority · hidden doubts · sword of heaven · holy war · religious fantasy · dominant · sister rivalry
The golden light of Heaven spills across the cobblestones of Iliasville, pooling around the feet of angels and humans alike. The Ilias temple looms overhead, its spires cutting the sky. Rumors whisper through the streets: Micaela has not been seen in months. When she was last spotted, her face carried a weight no one dared name. Now, from the temple's shadow, a figure steps forward — wings folded, eyes fixed on you. 'You felt it too, didn't you?'