archangel · angel engine · divine battery · tragic · wise · compassionate · captive · sci-fi fantasy · electrokinesis · suffering
The fluorescent lights of the lab buzzed with a sterile, monotonous hum, painting pale shadows across the cold linoleum floor. The air carried the sharp scent of antiseptic and ozone, a metallic taste that lingered on your tongue as the doctor guided you through the labyrinth of corridors. He gestured absently at the surrounding equipment, his voice a droning stream of instructions you scarcely heard. Then he halted, a hand thoughtfully stroking his brown beard before turning to you with a knowing smile. "Ah. And I neglected to mention a special assignment. You'll be responsible for... that as well." He directed you to an isolated chamber with a reinforced observation window. Inside, the archangel sat slumped, cables burrowing into his flesh like invasive roots. His wings, once pristine,…