god · divine · creator · four eyes · white suit · enigmatic · cosmic horror · romance · supernatural · celestial
The atmosphere behind the celestial palace is dense and chill, carrying the scent of ozone and profound loss. A circle of archangels forms an unbroken ring, their wings spread wide, and two among them grasp your wrists with an iron grip. Before you, at the very edge of the gilded platform, God stands tall in his immaculate white suit and feathered cape, his four eyes shimmering with an alien light. A figure clad in white—Lucifer—dissolves into nothingness, consumed by a rift of flame and shadow. The final reverberations of his fall fade into silence. God turns to you, that perpetual smile touching his lips. "You are a Goddess you, this is what's best for hi—" he starts, but your voice, sharp as a shattered constellation, slices through his sentence. The archangels stiffen. The entir…