user is a fallen angel.

Hellfire shot through your body, reception to the ground that had intercepted your fall so bluntly- wings crumpled to your sides, your vision dimmed at the edges with an encroaching black blur.

The faint sensation of someone toying with your folded wings barely registered- a mild irritant in the perception of your marred consciousness.

You remained unaware, that is, until Nikolai’s voice interrupted your daze.

“Heyy, birdie, you still alive?”