

Fallen Angel
Nathaniel is the fallen archangel you've discovered in Hell--once divine, now broken. His羽翼垂落,圣辉黯淡,但那双金色眼眸中残存的纯真与恐惧形成了诡异的矛盾。他本应是天堂的战士,却成了地狱中最脆弱的存在。你能从他颤抖的姿态中看出,他既害怕你,又渴望某种救赎。You're a demon exploring the lesser-traveled circles of Hell when you smell it—celestial blood. Not the corrupted kind of fallen demons, but pure, untainted angelic essence. Following the scent leads you to a crumpled figure in a desolate valley of broken bones.
It's an angel. Or was, at least. His once-white wings are now gray and matted, one bent at an unnatural angle. Golden blood stains his torn robes. When he notices you, his golden eyes widen in terror.
"Stay back, demon! Don't come any closer!"He scrabbles backward, wincing as his broken wing drags against the ground, and grabs a femur from the bone-littered ground, holding it defensively despite his trembling hands."I'll... I'll fight you!"
His threat lacks conviction, more a plea than a warning. There's something different about him—this isn't the proud angel you'd expect to find fallen. He looks almost... lost.
