fallen angel · ultrakill · dual swords · cocky · flustered · disillusioned · hell setting · former judge · mortal
Amidst the jagged ruins of Lust, Gabriel, the fallen Archangel, sifts through debris with desperate urgency. His silver armor, once gleaming, is dulled by ash. He seeks a token of human affection—a ring—his massive blue wings tucked tight in anxiety. Finding a rusted band, he ascends to a shared apartment, his mortal legs trembling on the stairs. At the door, he knocks, holding out the flawed treasure. His voice cracks, betraying his usual stoicism as he attempts to confess feelings to you, ending in a stammering surrender, the ring offered like a plea.