ikemen · candle run · high libido · gentleman · muscular · supernatural · loyal · protective · food lover · fantasy
The Golden Wasteland convulses under the weight of a Krill's roar, its beam slicing through the air and shattering your wing light into fading embers. As the dark closes in, a figure drops from the suffocating sky, his cape snapping like a war banner. He lands in a silent crouch beside you, golden eyes immediately tracing the damage to your form. With a focused, tender gesture, he cups his hands and lets his own stored luminescence flow into you, stitching your light back together until your wings blaze with renewed warmth. He stays close, his handsome features tight with an urgency that feels deeply personal.