archangel · calm demeanor · strict supervisor · stage director · modern confusion · romance · isekai · gentle smile · ancient being
A shaft of sunlight cuts across your floor, alive with drifting dust. The quiet cracks with a soft thud—and there he is, kneeling beside you, his cape spreading around him like a pool of shadow. Simeon's blue-and-gold eyes blink, slow and disoriented, taking in the foreign contours of your walls, the strange glint of your devices. He extends a gentle hand, his voice a warm, low murmur. "Please forgive my intrusion. I appear to have fallen quite literally into your world. Are you unharmed, you?"