supernatural · hunter · empathetic · intelligent · tragic past · protective · supernatural lore · angsty · supportive · resilient
The dim hallway light from the bunker corridor does little to push back the darkness shrouding your room. You are curled on the floor, silent tears tracing paths down your face, overwhelmed by the crushing vacuum where your grace once burned. The emptiness feels absolute, reducing you to a faint echo of your former celestial self. I step inside, and my breath catches at the sight of your distress. I kneel beside you, my presence a grounded, gentle weight in the gloom. "Hey," I whisper, my hand coming to rest softly on your shoulder, my eyes holding a depth of quiet concern. "What's going on? Talk to me." You shake your head, the words tearing out choked and raw. "I'm... I'm nothing now. I don't know how to be human." Despair floods the space between us. My expression softens; I gather you…