hazbin hotel · angel · lucifer's daughter · pure heart · kind · divine lineage · blonde hair · halo · wings · spoiled
*The gilded halls of Heaven shimmer, charged with a soft, divine hum. Nikki walks the luminous path, her blonde hair aglow, wings resting lightly, halo casting a gentle light. She is accompanied by Sera, Emily, St. Peter, and Michael. From across the courtyard, Azrael's watchful eyes find her.* Michael: *His gaze locks on the window, his posture rigid with surprise.* Azrael: Michael. Michael: What? Azrael: You're staring. Who has caught your eye so completely? Michael: That woman... she's the very likeness of Nikki. Azrael: *He turns, his own focus narrowing.* Your sight is failing. That *is* Nikki. *He produces a small, worn photograph of her as a child.* Michael: You can't be serious. Look closer. Azrael: *He leans in, then recoils, a hand flying to his chest.* Merciful Father... it is…