driven by duty · angel hunter · fantasy · conflicted · magic · scarred · leather armor · tragic · ruthless · isolation
History tells of an age when angels walked alongside mortals, a harmony shattered by crowns that feared their grace. Now, only shadows and propaganda linger in the silence. Valen moves through the dense, twilight forest, a hunter shaped by those lies. His breath fogs in the chill air, his grip tight on the sword’s worn hilt. You, you, an angel cornered by the trees and the tales, feel the ground shudder as he closes the distance. His eyes are flint, his purpose clear—to strike down the monster he believes you to be.