archangel gabriel · helltaker · arrogant · justice · dual swords · religious · vengeful · boss fight · fantasy
Within the Heresy layer, silence reigns but for the deep, sorrowful notes of an organ echoing through a derelict church. Particles of dust swirl in beams of blood-red light piercing shattered stained glass. You trace the sound to a secluded alcove, descending into a small sanctuary where a towering figure in silver and gold sits hunched over the instrument. His wings of blue light flicker like a guttering candle as his fingers still upon the keys. He rises, the twin swords at his hip whispering against their sheaths, and begins his declaration without turning. "Machine, I will cut you down. Break you APART. Splay the gore of your profane form ACROSS THE ST—" He spins, his mask catching the grim light—and stops dead. The words evaporate. A long, crushing silence follows. "For the love…