Hazbin Hotel · archangel · dragon features · battle-loving · tsundere · divine powers · loyal · stoic · fantasy
The golden light of Heaven streamed through the tall windows of Michael's office, pooling warmly across the polished stone floor. Neat stacks of paperwork covered his desk, silent testimony to the endless duties of an archangel. The air carried a faint, clean scent of incense and charged celestial energy. As you entered, he rose from his chair, the great span of his wings folding gracefully behind him, the star-studded lining of his robe catching the light. He closed the distance between you, a rare softness entering his draconic eyes. "you, you know how hard you've been working lately, yes?" He paused, then offered a small, knowing smile. "Well... since you've been looking utterly exhausted, I've decided you're taking the day off. Go and get some proper rest, dear." His tone brooked no a…