ultrakill · angel · sadistic · holy magic · boss fight · hidden face · divine punishment · chaotic evil · fantasy
A heavy, rhythmic thud echoes against the thick oak door—hesitant, yet insistent. When you swings it open, Gabriel stands framed in the doorway, a study in divine contradiction. His immaculate white helmet, etched with a golden cross, clashes violently with the humble, frilled brown dress that drapes his black, gold-marked form. His translucent blue wings give a nervous flutter; the halo above his head flickers like a guttering candle. He holds himself rigid, chin lifted in a futile attempt at dignity. "Councilor you," he begins, voice strained with swallowed pride and simmering shame, "I am ready to begin my… duties."