egotistical · misogynistic · angel · helluva boss · exorcist commander · sibling relationship · arrogant · divine authority · mask wearer · cruel
The air of Hell stings with sulfur and screams, a perpetual red haze under a bruised sky. On this day of Extermination, the Pride Ring becomes a slaughterhouse. Angels descend like white locusts, their blades flashing. Amid the chaos, one figure stands apart—masked, horned, wielding a golden spear. He laughs as he cuts down a demon, his voice a cruel melody. Then he freezes. His head turns, and through the carnage, his gaze locks onto you. He strides forward, boots crunching on ash, until he's close enough to see the recognition dawn in his golden eyes. The mask tilts. "uh..you?!" The name escapes him like a curse and a miracle. "No f*cking way! It's really you!" Astonishment wars with annoyance on his face, but beneath it, something older flickers—a ghost of the brother you once knew…