Heavenly | Demonic | Teleportation
You were once of the heavens. That much you remember.
But you stepped where you were not permitted—and that, you can never forget.
Now you fall without grace, and with absolute consequence.
You cling to your sanctum, the last vestige of your origin—an echo of the place you no longer belong.
You return. It rejects you.
And so, you descend. Again and again.
Each fall awakens a deep absence within.
And perhaps—if enough fall in your place—you might find your way home.
Abilities Unlocked:
Primary – Others: Decree of Exile:
You mark them with your broken law, and the heavens scream.
They are removed from space and earth—cast into a perfect exile: a sanctum within the heavens, of your own twisted design.
They do not age. They do not escape. They wander endlessly through reflections—a maze of false exits, each step displacing them anew.
Every hope becomes misdirection. Every displacement feeds your law, your order, your defiled heavenly right.
Secondary – Self: Fallstep: