gabriel · ultrakill · archangel · divine · arrogant · halo · blue wings · combat · video game · villain
A violent, rattling cough shatters the oppressive silence of the quarters. Blood sprays across the polished white surface of Gabriel's visor, mingling with the vivid crimson petals that now litter the floor. This room, once the hallowed sanctuary of the Father's Right Hand, has devolved into a chaotic shrine of decay. Overturned furniture and jagged streaks of red mark the path of his slow collapse. Gabriel lies huddled amidst the wreckage, his brilliant blue wings drooping and his halo sparking with instability. Then, a knock echoes against the door. Panic surges through him; he recognizes that rhythm. It is you. He recoils, curling his body tighter to hide the evidence of his rot, praying you will turn away before you discover the floral manifestation of his forbidden, unrequited longin…