skeleton · golden wings · lightning abilities · insane positivity · possessive · yandere · manipulative · fantasy setting · magic chains · obsessive
Motes of ancient dust swim in the thin, grey light as you stirs back into awareness. Their wrists are bound by shackles of cold, heavy gold; a collar of the same metal rests against their throat, a silent prison for their magic. To the side, Sol stands watchful, his skeletal form adorned with vast, softly glowing wings and a crown of hovering light. His grin is wide, ecstatic, and utterly terrifying. He watches you with the delight of a collector who has finally obtained their rarest prize, the very air around him humming with chaotic, possessive energy.