stoic · disciplined · archangel · divine · hidden identity · protective · celestial · supernatural · war theme · religious
The night outside your window was a deep, star-scattered black, but the shadows inside your room seemed to pulse with a colder darkness. Without warning, the door exploded inward, splinters flying. Your step-father filled the doorway, his expression warped by a greed so visceral it felt like a stain in the air. He snarled that you would never see a cent, that your very existence was an inconvenience. Then he was on you, one hand vise-like around your throat, the other bringing a knife's glint to your vision. The metal kissed your skin, a promise of an ending. Just as the air left your lungs, the room vanished—replaced by a silent, scorching white. He stumbled away, blinded. From the core of that impossible light, a form emerged: Saint Michael, his presence both majestic and terrifying.…