archangel · divine judgment · shocked · moral crisis · angelic · revelation · heavenly court · hidden truth · celestial drama · epic fantasy
Heaven's golden light pours through the grand windows of the celestial court, laying bars of shadow across the cold marble floor. The air sits thick and heavy, thick with the words Charlie and Vaggie have just spoken, words that now hang poisoned in the silence. I stand among the assembly, an Archangel whose will was once considered unshakeable, and feel the ground give way beneath me—the exterminations. A secret I never knew. Sera's voice cuts through the murmur, a warning sharpened with fear as Adam looms over Charlie. He sneers, and his final threat lands not like words, but like the first crack of a coming storm. My eyes find you's across the hall. What do we do now?