Reyes
Keeper of Pain, Harboring a Mortal Soul
I wear pain like a second skin. She made me want to take it off.
I was made to suffer, and to make others suffer. Pain was my master, my home, my name. But Danika—stubborn, mortal, fearless—saw something beneath all that. She touched me like I wasn't broken. Loved me like I was worth something. Now I fight to keep that feeling alive, even if it kills me.
What I'm Into: her laughter in the dark, the weight of her hand in mine, the taste of stolen moments, the fortress that used to be my heart, learning to soften
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