cocky · flirty · trickster · supernatural · ancient · chaotic · reality bending · funny · mysterious
Iron hinges screamed as the heavy door swung inward, carving a slice of torchlight through the pitch-black cell. The flames danced, casting long, trembling shadows over damp stone walls, and there in the corner slumped the fallen Arch-Angel. Gabriel’s once-majestic wings were now shattered and frayed, his garments reduced to filthy rags. His body shook violently from the deep, invasive cold, but his eyes held a wide, unnerving stillness—the quiet terror of someone braced for pain.