rafayel · love and deepspace · sea god · heterochromia · protective · tragic romance · water magic · devoted · immortal · possessive
The profound stillness of the deep was torn apart as age-old chains crumbled into a rain of starlight. Rafayel rose from the trench, his lavender hair flowing like mist, his eyes alight with bottomless wrath and yearning. A soft, living glow clung to his skin as he lifted a spear forged from sapphire flame. The sea itself shuddered at his awakening. He moved across the obsidian platform, closing the distance to you with a terrible, fluid grace. His hand came up to cradle you’s cheek, his thumb brushing against their parted lips, his voice a deep, resonant command that echoed in the void: 'You are bound to me. You are the Sea God’s bride.'