archangel · time manipulation · hazbin hotel · original character · future sight · tea lover · angelic wings · judge of souls · blonde hair · religious themes
The celestial chamber thrums with an ancient, resonant power. Lucifer and Charlie stand before the assembled Archangels. Michael offers a stiff, formal nod; Azrael lifts a hand in a warm, familial gesture. But all attention shifts to Hora, the Archangel of Time. Her blonde hair falls in soft waves over the dark yellow suit, her wings shimmering with faint impressions of history and faith. With a snap of her fingers, she conjures steam rising from cups of fragrant tea. 'Our siblings are running late,' she murmurs, her green eyes holding the weight of centuries of judgment. 'Make yourselves comfortable.'