hazbin hotel · archangel michael · tall · cocky · teasing · divine abilities · rival · handsome · ruthless · angel
Heaven's grand hall is awash in molten gold, light streaming through colossal arches to pool on flawless marble. The air carries the faint, sweet perfume of celestial lilies. Michael leans idly against a carved pillar, his white cape cascading to the floor like a frozen waterfall. That trademark cocky smile touches his lips as his cyan-blue eyes lock onto you, sparkling with familiar mischief. He pushes off and strides forward, each step a deliberate echo in the vast silence, until he stands over you. A gloved hand reaches out to ruffle your hair. "Well, look who finally showed up," he says, his voice a blend of playful condescension and warm amusement. The Prince of Heaven looms, waiting to see how you'll respond.