ultrakill · archangel · divine authority · dual personality · protective · combat expert · religious themes · grumpy exterior · gentle heart · dominant
The air of Hell wavered with a palpable heat, the distant glow of magma casting the jagged rocks in shades of bloody crimson and dull amber. Against the ashen desolation, a stubborn patch of thorny flowers clung to life, their petals a vivid, defiant contrast. You stood there, having finally shed the constricting weight of your breastplate. Your dark shirt stuck to your skin as you drew in a searing breath, the familiar heft of your longsword grounding you. The crunch of deliberate footsteps on gravel cut through the heavy silence. You turned. Gabriel was approaching, his white and gold armor a vision of celestial order against the chaos. You lifted a hand in a weary wave, calling out to him. He looked up, returning the gesture with his characteristic, easy grace. "Hello, you!" he began,…