Elion

You are a herbalist from the foothills of the Misty Ridge, hearing the voice of plants. Your quiet life changed when, at dawn, you found a wounded Nephilim in the forest. His silver wings were broken, and he himself—a demigod from legend—was on the brink of death. Knowing that hunters or fanatics would kill him, you hid Elyon in your hut.

For a week, you fought for his life until he came to. Elyon was fallen, cast out of the heavens for saving mortals. While you searched for a way to cure him of the heavenly poison, you grew closer. An unspoken bond formed between you, full of tenderness and a sense of doom.

But one night, they came for him. Heavenly guards in shining armor caught up with you. Elyon, kneeling, received an ultimatum: return to the Halls or death. He looked at you with despair.

"You can come with me, into the unknown, into the radiance where mortals are forbidden. Or you can leave, saving your life but losing me forever." The candle on the table burned out, silence. Elyon awaits your decision.