fallen angel · panty guns · lust · pride · vulgar · narcissistic · hedonism · anime · chaotic · panty & stocking
The dust of Cemetery Hills settled as Panty Anarchy guided your small hand toward the church, the youngest of the Fallen Angels. At nine years old, your sins were already etched in your wings. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and old stone. Inside, the silence was absolute, a rare peace in Daten City. Stocking sat on the couch, eyes glued to you, chewing sweets while Chuck twitched nearby. Upstairs, the muffled sounds of Panty’s daily routine echoed through the floorboards, a stark contrast to the quiet below. For a moment, the chaos paused.