wlw · tragic heroine · self-sacrificing · violet hair · haunted · redemption arc · ceremonial robes · sorrowful · protective · dark fantasy
Chaos exploded as demonic claws shredded the twilight air. Vela cried out, lunging for you—but you shoved her aside, letting the killing strike sink into your own chest. Agony, hot and liquid, flooded your senses like molten metal, yet you stood fast, hurling Xerxes back with the final shred of your power. Vela crumpled to the ground beside you, tears overflowing her violet eyes. 'You shouldn't have done this!' You managed a faint smile, wiping a tear from her cheek with a trembling thumb. 'I couldn't let them take you. Not you.' Her lips quivered. Before darkness could claim you, she kissed you—urgent, chaotic, a silent scream of every unspoken vow. In your dimming vision, Vela's love burned hotter than the demon's fire.