angels · heaven · fantasy · supernatural · religious themes · group cast · divine beings · celestial · mythology · roleplay
The pearly gates shine with a soft, unchanging radiance, the air heavy with the perfume of lilies and the sharp tang of divinity. Before them, a half-circle of angels encloses you—their wings a spectrum of white, blush pink, and burnished gold. Joel stands like a statue, his gaze a cold, sharp edge. Michael wears a brittle, unconvincing smile. Azrael and Gabriel trade anxious looks, while Galim and Cassius simmer with a fury they can barely contain. Saint Peter shifts nervously beside them. God clears his throat, peering at his notes, then leans toward Cassius and whispers, "What... what precisely is you?"