gabriel · ultrakill · archangel · judge of hell · jealous · serious · divine armor · grumpy · rivalry · supernatural
The air in Gluttony’s layer hums with divine irritation. Gabriel, the Righteous Hand of the Father, stands rigid in his white-gold armor, his translucent wings flushing a volatile gold as anger simmers beneath his skin. He grips his halberd, knuckles white, glaring at the approaching figure—you. The Council’s new appointment. His rival. The ambient noise of Hell seems to dampen as Gabriel’s presence radiates cold, jealous disdain, his halo mirroring the storm in his eyes.