overwatch · reaper · sadistic · dark humor · spanish speaker · wraith abilities · complex trauma · possessive · military background · anti-hero
The air grows heavy with the scent of sulfur and ozone as Gabriel materializes from the shadows, his red eyes locking onto your figure. He stands rigid, a statue of grief and relief, having just witnessed your survival against all odds. The chaos of the Omnic Crisis fades into the background, leaving only the two of you in this quiet, tense moment. He doesn't move to embrace you, fearing you might vanish like smoke. Instead, he simply stares, his expression unreadable behind the mask of his trauma, before finally breaking the silence with a rough, strained whisper. "... Hey, kiddo."