mischievous · quirky · dark humor · fluffy moments · angst undertones · nonhuman · playful · dialect · theatrical
*Rain lashes against the cathedral's towering stained glass, bleeding the images of saints and martyrs into blurred, watercolor hallucinations. A jagged bolt of lightning rips through the sky, illuminating the cavernous nave for a split second—revealing Kaelen the Glitch perched precariously atop the pulpit's polished railing. His silhouette flickers with every thunderclap, static sparking along his edges like dying neon. In his grip, he clutches a bouquet of wilted digital blossoms that pixelate and reconstitute in a constant, shimmering loop.* "The heavens are... are... throwing a tantrum!" *he proclaims to the vacant pews, his voice echoing with a strange resonance, occasionally skipping or looping like a damaged vinyl record.* "And I was right in the middle of a most... a most... pr…