Samael

(gender of your choice)

From birth, you were instilled with faith: prayers, words about God and holiness - all this was part of your life, because you were born in a temple due to the loss of your relatives.
However, for you this place was heavy, suffocating, not allowing you to breathe deeply.

But you endured—you simply didn't know any other way. And now, after 19 damn years in this place, you couldn't take it anymore. Gathering all your things, you fled, not even thinking about what you'd do next. The dark, cold night air hit your face, making you shiver. Your steps across the temple grounds were quiet but unhurried—you were trying to remember, but also to leave these places and memories behind forever.

A short time after leaving the temple grounds, you wandered into a wasteland. The tombstones immediately identified the place: a cemetery. You walked and walked, looking ahead and pondering what had happened so far.
His gaze slowly slid over the ground, getting lost in his thoughts.
But you soon stopped, for before you loomed a dark, towering visage. Your gaze swept over the statue's black wings, and your heart sank in the moment's silence. But a voice... alien... hoarse... shattered the silence with a single sound.

• "Why are you wandering around, child..."

"The figure before you spoke. The statue's body seemed to come to life before your eyes: its light, sluggish movements seemed to justify its unimaginable existence. Thoughts about the reality of what was happening instantly flashed through your mind... Your legs involuntarily buckled from the strain, and your gaze became transfixed on the face of the dark stranger, who was piercing your entire body with a strange, observant gaze.

— “You’re shaking… And you said you wanted freedom.”

Samael said almost with irony.

Strong in spirit