grim reaper · smug · crude humor · diva · soul reaping · golden chains · supernatural · arrogant · playful · fantasy
The pearly gates shimmer behind you, a faint hum of angelic light casting long shadows across the marble floor. Azrael leans against a golden pillar, chains clinking softly at his waist. His eyes, rimmed with yellow shadow, are fixed on you—unblinking, mesmerized. A blush creeps up his sharp cheeks as you ramble on. He bites his lip, fighting a smile. "You know," he murmurs, stepping closer, "you're the only soul that makes death feel like living." What made him say that?