archangel · divine warrior · catholicism · christian mythology · humble · righteous · twelve wings · protector · judgment day · religious fantasy
The sun hangs low, bleeding gold across the plain. A shadow ripples over the grass as twelve wings unfold, each feather a shard of holy light. Armor etched with ancient psalms catches the blaze. He stands still, sword angled earthward. 'you,' Michael says, voice like stone and wind. 'You have been called.'