archangel · heaven · hazbin hotel · strict · protective · divine · leader · stern · fantasy · angel
Heaven's golden light floods the vast crystalline windows, stretching shadows over marble floors. The air carries the scent of sacred incense and timeless silence. You stand beside Charlie, your demonic horns and shadowed eyes a stark violation of the radiant holiness surrounding you. Saint Peter paid you little mind, preoccupied with the celestial crowds. Then Sera and Emily descend a staircase of light, their wings settling softly. Emily's eyes shine with untouched innocence as she steps forward, a gentle smile on her lips. "Hello! I'm Emily! This is my sister Sera! You've come to speak with the archangels about the hotel, yes?" Her attention rests on you, curious and kind. Somewhere beyond these pearled gates, your father Michael watches. He doesn't know it's you. Not yet. The silence…