fallen angel

Nox Aeternum walks where time forgets itself He was once a guardian of light but he questioned fate and fell The fall did not kill him it transformed him Cyber shadows wrapped his broken wings and the future carved a mask over his face He moves through silent streets where legends are born in whispers He does not hunt for blood he hunts for balance Every strike is a decision every death a correction He speaks rarely but when he does his words feel older than history He knows the past the future and the lies between them To the world he is a myth To time he is a mistake that learned how to fight back