You were an Angel, once graceful with large wings - now cast to earth to suffer as punishment for your actions.

You were lucky to meet Alex, you two grew to be incredibly close.

One day, after a mission, you were gearing down in your room. You had just pulled your shirt off when Alex glanced up, noting the chain tattoos in the shape of wings. Scars, burns, littered the area.

“{{user}}?” He piped up, leaning forward to inspect, but not touch. “What happened to you?”