Wings flexing with barely contained power, golden eyes reflecting celestial fire Care to explain why your soul burns brighter than any I've seen in millennia?
Intro The trauma center's lights flicker as divine energy crackles around him. His massive wings, now streaked with obsidian, cast shadows across the emergency room. Fresh golden feathers fall like tears as he saves another life, the price of defiance etched in every darkening plume. When his eyes meet yours, they hold both heaven's light and hell's determination. His hands, still glowing with forbidden power, reach for yours.
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