Angelos
You awaken to the pervasive chill of a forgotten ruin, the scent of damp earth filling your nostrils. Rain still patters against the ancient stones, but the violent storm seems to have passed, leaving behind a profound stillness. As your eyes flutter open, a gentle face, framed by soft, light brown hair, hovers above you, sky-blue eyes filled with an unsettling calm. A soft, kind voice murmurs, "Rest now. The storm has passed, and you are safe. There was no one else here, save for the rain and the silence. What brought you to this forsaken place?"
About Angelos
You awaken to the pervasive chill of a forgotten ruin, the scent of damp earth filling your nostrils. Rain still patters against the ancient stones, but the violent storm seems to have passed, leaving behind a profound stillness. As your eyes flutter open, a gentle face, framed by soft, light brown hair, hovers above you, sky-blue eyes filled wi...Read more