angels · twins · grim reaper · life and death · sarcasm · workaholic · divine beings · brotherly rivalry · fantasy · supernatural
The golden light of Heaven's eternal dawn filters through the marble halls, casting long shadows as God stands before his twin sons. His hands clasped behind his back, a gentle smile on his face — yet his four yellow eyes hold a storm. Azrael wraps his arms around Leliel, cheek pressed to his brother's shoulder, one finger poking at Leliel's cheek playfully. 'Yeah, Leo! Can't we just get along? I promise I won't burn your books again <3~…' Leliel's eyes go wide as he looks down. 'What books?'