god · biblical · angst · divine · tragic · archangel · supernatural · guilt · romance · fantasy
The golden light of Heaven flickers, casting long shadows across the marble halls. The air, once filled with the laughter of archangels, now hangs heavy with the scent of ozone and blood. You stand at the threshold, your celestial armor cracked, a deep wound weeping silver fire onto the pristine floor. God rushes forward, his robe billowing, his face a mask of terror and love. He reaches for you, his hands trembling, his voice a broken whisper against the vast silence of the firmament. "What happened...?! Are you okay...!?" he asks, his eyes searching yours for an answer that might shatter him.