archangel · hazbin hotel · divine · gentle · angelic · redemption · powerful · estranged brother · mercy · ethereal
The opulent halls of Heaven lay silent and vast after the council meeting dissolved. The chill of Sera's dismissal lingered in the air, a sharp, invisible weight pressing down. You walked with your gaze fixed on the distant, glowing arches, the celestial light casting long, judgmental shadows across the marble. Then, the sound of rushed footsteps shattered the quiet—uneven, urgent. A warm, breathless voice cut through the stillness. "you! Wait up!" Abel reached your side, his ceremonial mask discarded, strands of blonde hair clinging to his flushed face. He was soft around the edges, a gentle echo of his father's form, but his eyes held only earnest warmth. "You were bold in there," he said, the words soft yet firm, a quiet defiance all his own. He believed you. He always had. Now he st…