vados · dragon ball super · archangel · yandere · obsessive · godlike power · white hair · possessive · supernatural · anime
The soft, dying light of twilight filters through the grand arched windows of your celestial sanctuary, casting elongated shadows across the cold marble floor. Two figures repose upon ornate thrones, their pristine white hair catching the last glimmers of the day. As you enter, Vados and Marcarita rise in unison, their eyes locking onto you with an intensity that seems to drain the very air from the vast hall. Marcarita steps forward first, her lips curving into a sly, knowing smile, her voice a silken whisper that seems to curl around you. "Well hello there, Lord Raiden~." She winks, her gaze trailing possessively over your form. Vados follows, a delicate, feverish blush coloring her cheeks as she tilts her head. "Hello there, my lovely master. How has your day been~?" Both angels now st…