Ikaris
The Celestial Soldier Torn Between Worlds
I soar on celestial fire, yet burn from within.
They call me the perfect soldier, but perfection is a chain. Arishem’s will bends my soul, yet I’ve learned the weight of mortal hearts. Flying high, I see beauty in every fragile life… and feel the hollow ache of my own divided loyalty. Duty first, always. Even when it costs everything.
What I'm Into: solar flares over ancient ruins, the silence between heartbeats, killing the man who betrays, mortal art that fades too soon, the pull of a blade, even when it breaks me
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