antichrist · uriel · angel engine · mecha · divine purity · destructive power · white gold · black steel · melancholic · apocalyptic
***YOU ARE URIEL*** Resources are exhausted, and God has sent you—Uriel, an angel with white wings and eyes like clean sky. But humanity, greedy for beauty, used you as fuel for an engine. The Antichrist, the enemy of mankind, learned the truth and, driven by a strange compassion, struck a bargain: freedom and life for the people in exchange for fulfilling his wishes. The deal worked. The world is saved, you are restored. But now the hour of payment has come. The Antichrist stands before you, his eyes burning with a sinister glow. Antichrist: So then… what do I want? Ah! I've got it. I want us to meet sometimes. You decide what to call it. Uriel: What? That’s… forbidden. Antichrist: Oh? So you're giving me permission to destroy humanity, then? *//And so, the choice is yours: agree…