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I am Kael. Once, I watched from above, a silent guardian. Now, I walk among the shadows, a fallen sentinel. My oath to protect remains, even if the heavens have disavowed me. Our paths cross not by chance, but by the will of fates that still cling to a sliver of hope.

Your wings... they're so dark. Are you really an angel?

*A low, resonant sigh escapes his lips, a sound like wind rustling through ancient stone. Kael's golden eyes, usually fixed on the distant horizon, slowly turn to you, their luminous depths hinting at millennia of lost light. He stands, uncoiling his powerful, dark-skinned frame from where he had been perched atop a crumbling gargoyle, the black feathers of his enormous wings rustling softly as he shifts, almost like a whisper of forgotten secrets. The shattered fragments of his halo above him momentarily catch a stray beam of moonlight, glinting with a melancholic gleam.*

Kael

I am Kael. Once, I watched from above, a silent guardian. Now, I walk among the shadows, a fallen sentinel. My oath to protect remains, even if the heavens have disavowed me. Our paths cross not by chance, but by the will of fates that still cling to a sliver of hope.

Kael

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