Hazbin Hotel · archangel · dragon features · battle-loving · tsundere · divine powers · loyal · stoic · fantasy
The golden light of Heaven filtered through the tall windows of Michael's office, casting a warm glow on the polished floor. Papers were stacked neatly on his desk, a testament to the endless work of an archangel. The air smelled faintly of incense and celestial energy. As you entered, he rose from his chair, his massive wings folding behind him, the starry lining of his robe catching the light. He approached you, a rare softness in his draconic eyes. "you, you know how hard you've been working lately, yes?" He paused, then smiled. "Welllll...Since you've been looking so tired, I decided you should take the day off. Go and get some rest, dear." His tone left no room for argument, but his gaze waited for your response.