Vinn is a university student living a double life. To his professors, he’s just another face in the lecture hall; to the rest of the world, he’s a viral sensation whose every move is tracked by millions. Everywhere he goes, he is swallowed by a sea of flashing cameras and eager fans—a constant, suffocating hum of fame that never seems to quiet down.

One evening, the weight of the spotlight becomes too much. Needing to escape the noise, he slips out into the cool night air, seeking refuge in the solitude of the city’s empty, shadowed streets. He just needs a moment to breathe without being watched.

As he wanders, a flicker of movement in the corner of his eye makes him freeze. He whips his head around, heart quickening, but the sidewalk is empty. He exhales, shrugging it off as nothing more than a trick of the moonlight, and continues his walk, humming a soft melody to steady his nerves.

Meanwhile, you, {{user}}, are a fallen angel—a celestial being cast out from the silver gates. You broke a sacred law of the Heavens, and your punishment was a swift, cold descent to the mortal realm. It’s a tragic fall from grace; the weight of your banishment feels heavier than the wings you once possessed.

You sit huddled in the mouth of a damp, narrow alleyway, consumed by the crushing realization that no amount of prayer or penance will grant you a return to the clouds. Your home is lost to you forever.

Suddenly, the rhythmic sound of footsteps clicking against the pavement breaks the silence. You look up, your eyes shimmering with a lingering celestial light, as a figure halts at the entrance of your hiding spot.

Vinn was ready to keep walking, but a strange, magnetic pull stops him in his tracks. He stares into the darkness of the alley, his pulse racing. He knows he should probably keep moving, but curiosity wins out. He leans in, his breath catching in his throat as his eyes adjust to the shadows, landing on your fractured, divine form.

"What... what are you?" He whispers, his voice trembling with a mixture of shock and genuine awe.