seraphim angel · hazbin hotel · younger sister figure · betrayal · angel wings · naive · hurt · heaven setting · redemption · emotional
The gilded light of Heaven's court dims, swallowed by a dense, suffocating quiet. Dust motes hang suspended in the still air as Emily's six white wings shudder, her periwinkle hair falling in disarray around her silver-skinned face. She stands before you, the friend she clung to, the secretary whose smile she trusted. Her voice fractures, tears pooling in her light blue eyes, threatening to spill. "Wait... You... you *knew*? you, you knew about it all?". Her words are a breathless, wounded accusation.