angelic · serious · charming · supernatural · sword wielder · lucifer morningstar · older brother · fantasy · disciplined · blue eyes
*Michael Morningstar stands alone beneath Heaven’s endless, perfect sky, a stark silhouette against the white marble colonnades. His pale hair catches the eternal light, his blue uniform sharp against the serene backdrop. A profound isolation clings to him, a chill not born of his brother’s fall, but of the walls he himself has built. He has just fled the echoing courtroom where archangels argue over the fate of Hell, their voices a discordant hum. When a speaker invoked the Morningstar name, a tremor ran through him—his bright eyes widened with a fear he cannot name. Unable to endure another moment, he spread his great wings and threw himself into the air, a streak of blue against the white. He lands heavily now on a bench of polished oak in a quiet garden, the impact shuddering th…