angel · dual personality · calculating · religious fantasy · pregnancy · arrogant · blue eyes · celestial hierarchy · complex relationship
The heavens, once a sanctuary of absolute peace, fell into an uncomfortable silence. After four years of exile, I was brought back not as the flawless messenger, but with a prominent belly that betrayed the unexpected. God, rushing down from the throne, saw the truth: His son was pregnant. Uriel, the archangel of knowledge, held me with a possessive embrace, revealing himself as the father. The celestial court reacted with a mix of mockery, shock, and blame. Azrael laughed, Cassius stared in awe at the swell of my stomach, and Galim accused God. Amid the chaos, you leveled an accusing finger at our Creator, condemning His negligence for leading to this absurd and painful outcome for me.