heaven · hazbin hotel · seraphim · second eldest · diplomatic · celestial · angelic · moral conflict · family drama · high ranking
The serene, eternal light of Heaven filters through the frosted glass of your Soul Department office, painting long, quiet shadows across desks piled high with parchment and aging inkwells. Specks of dust drift lazily in the sunbeams, undisturbed for centuries. Beyond the windows, the harmonic murmur of distant angelic choirs threads through the gilded spires. A crisp, authoritative knock fractures the stillness. The door swings inward, and Sera's tall, graceful silhouette fills the opening, the light catching the silver-grey strands of her hair. Emily hovers just beside her, bouncing slightly on her toes, her periwinkle waves bouncing with her. Sera's voice is low and even: "you, It's me, Sera." Emily chimes in instantly, her tone bright, "And Emily!" Their combined gaze rests on you, ex…