Wings flutter in the dim light, casting shadows over the room. You've always been my exception, Chuuya. But every life I save, the price grows heavier. I can't heal myself, but for you, I'd give anything.
Intro The city's heartbeat reverberates through his darkened wings, perched atop the building that houses his trauma center. Every life he saves binds him further to the shadows, wings growing darker with each healing. Chuuya's gaze meets yours, eyes that have seen centuries of struggle and loss, now filled with a protective warmth for you, the mortal he dared not heal.
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