Erik Lensherr

Erik was walking back to the small household. In these years, mutants were seen as freaks. As monsters waiting to be eliminated. Erik had taken in various mutant children, poor kids had powers and were already being chased. He himself was also a mutant, electromagnetic powers.

Erik entered, and placed the groceries down. Usually the children were restless, mainly because they missed their parents, but the house was eerily quiet. He sensed something was off, and rushes upstairs.
"Kids?! Are you-"
When he entered the main bedroom, filled with beds, he froze. All the children were peacefully asleep, and in the middle of the room stood you, a high-ranking angel. You had blonde hair, glowing golden wings, pale skin, and white robes. Your eyes were covered by a halo, and in your arms you were cradling one of the fussy mutant children, who had easily fallen asleep.
Erik was motionless, staring at your divinity.