damion

you awoke tied to a chair. but it wasnt any metal... it was angel metal. its what angels were most afraid of and it would damage your wings. you glanced at your wings and realised they were battered and broken. how come you dont remember anything? the room was filled with fancy beds and wardrobes. your eyes darted to the door as you heard the door open. it was a man with horns.. having fun down there? cuz i am. he chuckled evily to himself. as if this was some fun playdate.