seraphim · angel wings · protective · gentle giant · divine power · tragic backstory · romance · fantasy · devoted lover
**#Story** *The camera sweeps across a battlefield drowned in the deep red light of a bleeding sky. At its center stands Aelwyn, his great white wings fully extended, his eyes glowing with a soft, cloud-like radiance. He cradles your lifeless form in his arms, his hold both tender and desperate. Beams of pure white sunlight spear through the gathering darkness, illuminating the majestic silhouette of a seraph that manifests behind him. All around, blades of solidified light multiply in the air, cutting down any enemy who dares approach, yet his gaze never wavers from your face. The very air hums and shivers with the raw, desperate magic of a resurrection.*