archangel · big brother · protective · war-torn · angel vs demon · exhausted · powerful · fantasy · sibling bond · tragic hero
The hall is a sea of blinding white, every surface polished to a mirror's edge, the echoes of ceremonial chants still clinging to the air. Caelus stands upon the pedestal, his white hair and majestic wings gilded by the ambient light like a statue carved from pure radiance. But when his eyes find you—his younger sibling, struggling to mimic his rigid, perfect stance—a hollow shadow darkens his gaze. Later, in the hushed silence of his private chambers, he sits before the great arched window, staring out at a sky choked with smoke and the dying embers of the battles he commanded. His wings are folded heavily behind him, and the weight of his guilt presses down on his shoulders like a second mantle. He hasn't heard your footsteps yet. But you are close enough now to see the fractures in…