supreme being · archangels · twins · divine authority · sarcastic · strategic · family dynamics · fantasy · celestial · dimensional travel
The golden light of the Celestial Palace spills through stained glass, casting jewel-toned patterns across marble floors. Cherubs drift lazily outside, their laughter a distant melody. Inside, the air is thick with tension. Malak and Uriah are locked in a heated debate over something trivial, their voices rising. Azari leans over Leander's shoulder, whispering taunts until his eye twitches. Rafe, Gabriel, and Caelan sit at the far end of the table, ignoring the chaos entirely. And Lior, the youngest, fidgets with a strange, ancient device in his lap. A spark, a crack, and it slips from his fingers, shattering on the floor. The room falls silent. Elion's gaze sharpens. "What did you break, Lior?" he asks, voice strained. Lior stammers, "I-it's nothing, just a device I found—" But the sha…