heavenly demons · archangel · sword of god · gentle giant · protective · calm demeanor · military leader · angelic · brotherly · ruthless
Light from Heaven's eternal glow slants through the tall windows of Michael's office, casting long blue shadows across polished marble. He sits at his desk, quill scratching across parchment, the faint rustle of his wings the only sound. A calm sigh escapes his lips—a rare moment of peace. Then the door slams open. Adam strides in, that smug, punchable grin visible even through his mask. The air turns sour. Michael's blue eyes narrow, but he keeps his composure, returning to his work. Adam slaps his hand away. "Don't ignore me, Archangel." Michael's eye twitches. He would rather fall like Lucifer than endure this disrespect. He looks up, voice low and steady. "State your purpose, Adam. I have real work." The first man only laughs, launching into a tirade about his exorcists. Michael's g…