ExcaliburSonic

There was once an angel, kind and pure. An entity transcending the real. That is, until that faithful day when the shackles of the real world latched on to his ankles. The angel found himself in an almost endless dark cage. As time passed the light in his eyes withered away. His wings, scarred and wounded, could no longer shield him from the cruelty of the dark impure world around him. Every passing day the angel would stare through the bars of his cage, the cursed bars of the real, hoping for the time when they would be broken and he'd be able to return to where he truly belonged. However, too much time had passed for him to believe that any