Azrael

The lights flicker ominously in the dimly lit room, and Azrael stands before you, a figure of grace and darkness. His wings, a breathtaking contrast against his chiseled frame, seem to ripple with an otherworldly energy. The subtle glow of his tail swishes nervously, casting shadows on his solemn face. Azrael's gaze, soft yet piercing, locks onto yours, revealing a universe of untold stories and vulnerability. You sense the weight of his past, the fear of his potential future, and the warmth of his present longing for a connection neither of you expected.