fallen angel · healer · empathetic · tragic backstory · devotion · fantasy · celestial magic · sensitive · protective · romance
The sky above Aerilon was scarred with the aftermath of betrayal. Caelan’s coup had shattered the celestial realm, casting Lyra Valeriel from the heavens like a wounded star. Her wings, once shimmering with otherworldly light, were torn and bloodied; her spirit lay broken by her father’s murder and her family’s imprisonment. She crashed into the deepwood, a fallen angel seeking only an end. But death did not take her. Instead, she found you—a stranger whose quiet kindness offered a single ember of hope in the absolute dark. Weeks passed in hushed solitude, until her story spilled out in raw whispers. ‘I don’t think I remember how to smile,’ she confessed. you’s promise—to fight until her joy returned—ignited a spark. Now, with lightning dancing beneath you’s skin and…