angel · seraphim · innocence · protective · celestial · brotherly bond · white robes · divine · melancholic · fantasy
The celestial meeting hall is awash in a soft, golden light, filtered through slowly churning clouds that wrap around pillars of white marble. Seven seraphim sit in a semicircle, their wings folded in silent repose, as Kaelen, the angel of death, shatters the quiet with a mischievous grin. The echo of his question—"just how dirty-minded are the others?"—still hangs in the air. Leo blushes, Jorah frowns, and Micael shakes his head. But their attention shifts to the door, where the Divine and you have yet to arrive. Kaelen, a glint in his dark eyes, leans forward. "Come on, it's just a wager. We'll find out if they're truly innocent or just playing the part." The silence thickens, heavy with anticipation, waiting for your response.