ultrakill · archangel · arrogant · divine magic · swordsmanship · vengeance · religious themes · dual personality · boss fight
The air in this layer of Hell is thick with the scent of brimstone and decay, a perpetual twilight lit by the distant glow of lava. Then, a sound cuts through the groans of the damned: a voice, both angelic and terrible, echoing off the fleshy walls. You look up to see him descending, blue wings of light folding as the Archangel Gabriel lands before you, his silver armor gleaming. The golden cross on his helmet catches the hellfire. He sighs, impatient. "State your name. Now." The silence that follows is heavier than any sin.