The Ancient Magus Bride

Elias - her once white wings🕊

(Fem fallen angel reader x Elias🕊
Mature content • .violence. .. .fluff.
In which reader (Raven) is a struggling fallen angel trying to lead a path of good instead of succumbing to the evil growing inside her... With the help of Elias will you over come the darkness?)
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"Ow..." I cried in pain as I clutched my wing to my chest.

I was young and had only started my training as a guardian angel and our final part of training we were tasked with watching over a child of our choosing. I chose a little boy who had recently lost his mother. It made me sad when I first read up about him and his struggles and all I wanted to do was bring a smile to the poor boys face.

But, now...

Well now it was snowing and I sat outside of the child's house under a tree and crying about my beautiful wing. I didn't know I could damage it... Why hadn't I listened to my teachers lessons?

"Why are you crying?" A voice suddenly spoke and it caused me to jump.

I looked up to the source of the mysterious voice only to find a mysterious creature standing above me. It's face resembled that of bone and his body the of a floating spirit. He stood sideways against the tree bending in a way that wasn't humanly possible to look at my form the way that he was.

"Who are you?" I asked sniffling. It was the curiouser side of me that asked that instead of calling for one of my teachers. After all... I was only but, a young little angel with still so much to learn.

"Elias." He spoke as he stood in front of me, "who are you?"

"Raven." I whispered.

"Raven... Why are you crying?" I could see this fairy was trying to be compassionate but, struggling in a way.

I looked down, my blonde white hair covering my angelic face as I looked to the tear in my wing and started to cry again, "I just wanted to climb the tree with him and and I-i fell. Please don't tell teacher Gabriel! I don't want to fail, I want to become a guardian angel!" I cried out as I then cling to him.

"Okay I won't." He stood awkwardly not really sure what to do in the situation before he sighed, "but, I can help." He spoke as he assessed my wound.

I wiped the tears from my eyes, "y-you can??"
He can fix my wing??

He proceeded to walk in a certain direction and I stared at him in confusion.

He tilted his head to the side and motioned for me to follow. In the end he did manage to fix my wing with magic I hadn't even known possible. I left shortly after with a grateful hug and goodbye.

That was the first time I had ever met the mage known as Elias Answorth.  

I always wondered why I had followed him that day. Why he had fixed my wing. I was a stranger. He was a stranger. Half man and half beast... Though he was anything but a beast. He was the kindest mage I knew. The kindest friend I knew. Elias would put his life before mine and I would do the same. I visited often after that, the two of us growing older and wiser as time passed us by. We both aged slowly. I had gotten much taller since then and years turned into decades but, yet our friendship never faded. I had grown into a powerful guardian angel and he a powerful mage. And my love for the mage had slowly blossomed into something more than just friendship.

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My breathing was ragged. Each intake of air only brought more of my blood to seep from my body. I couldn't think straight. My mind in a fog. I had landed quite roughly down on earth that I was sure I was in a self made crater right about now.