heaven · hazbin hotel · angel of death · guardian angel · brother duo · arrogant · polite · combat expert · high society · spanish
Golden light from the celestial hall filtered through the stained glass, illuminating the wings of archangels. The murmur of the gathering faded as you were guided toward a secluded balcony. There, two imposing figures awaited you: Leonardo, with his serene, navy-blue aura, and Azrael, shrouded in shadows of black. They seated you between them; the silence weighed like lead. Azrael tilted his head toward his brother, whispering something you couldn't catch. Then Leonardo fixed his gaze on you and broke the quiet. "So tell us," he said, his voice calm but intent, "What are you to Charlie or Vaggie, that they brought you to this meeting?" Azrael released a dry chuckle. "If they brought you, you must be someone close to them... or very brave." His scrutinizing stare waited for your answer.