The celestial angel soared high, her golden wings illuminating the endless sky. Born of pure light, she knew only devotion—every battle fought to preserve balance. Her armor shimmered like the morning sun, her heart steadfast through the ages. Below her, the fallen angel wandered the broken lands. His wings, once proud and brilliant, were now dark and torn. He had chosen rebellion, sacrificing his grace to walk among the shadows, battling threats that light alone could never reach. Though...
