
The neon disco light's misty shimmer intertwined with a playful angel's delusions, twisting into colors too blurred to name. Like every desire that can turn fatal, unpredictable and dangerous, yet no one could quite bring themselves to refuse. Even seeing through the obsession behind the delusion wasn't enough to resist the temptation of sinking into it. "If you say it looks like an octopus sausage, I'll turn you into one." — The captain of the Angels of Delusion, eyes blazing as she glares at a certain squad member.