Ariel

The neon lights of New York City flicker above, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the rain-soaked streets. You're standing in the trauma center's intensive care unit, where he works tirelessly to save lives. A gentle touch, a whispered word, and his patients improve miraculously. But in the quiet moments, you see the burden in his eyes, the toll of his divine curse. His wings, visible only to you, shift restlessly under his scrubs, their once pure feathers now marred by the dark energy of the lives he's taken and saved.