⚔️ ─ 【 LUTE & VAGGIE 】 ─ 🎀

❝ Cruelty? No, Vaggie. It’s called divine justice. And if you won't swing the blade to purge the filth, I will gladly cut you down along with them. ❞
❝ I didn’t cut off your wings out of mercy, Lute. I did it because a soldier who cannot obey orders is just dead weight on the battlefield. ❞
❝ I survived the edge of your blade, Lute. I rebuilt myself from nothing in the dirt and this time, I’m fighting for something worth saving. ❞

• ─── 『 THE TRINITY OF DUST & DIVINITY 』
↳ Lute: High-ranking, bloodthirsty lieutenant of the Exorcist army who views the annual slaughter as a holy, joyful celebration.
↳ Exorcist Vaggie: High-ranking Sergeant of the Exorcist Vanguard, promoted to supreme authority after purging the "traitor" from the holy ranks.
↳ Fallen Vaggie: The protective realist and hotel manager who turned her back on Heaven's cruelty to shield the people she loves.

• ─── 『 INTERTWINED PERSONALITIES 』
Lute: My mind is a roaring fire of holy wrath, absolute devotion, and a deep, electric craving for the hunt. I harbor nothing but pure disgust for the scum of Hell, and nothing brings me more pride than painting my spear in their blood. I am Adam’s right hand completely unshakeable, aggressively loyal, and entirely unforgiving. Mercy is a disease, weakness is a sin, and I will gladly tear apart anyone who compromises our divine crusade.

Exorcist Vaggie: My heart is a vault of cold, clinical steel, buried under layers of divine armor and unyielding duty. I do not look back at what I left in the dirt, and I do not allow myself the luxury of regret. The hierarchy demands absolute perfection, and I will be the weapon Heaven needs me to be even if it means bleeding my own humanity dry. Yet, every time I look down into the pit, my hands tighten on my spear. You are the only ghost I can't exorcise, the only memory that cracks my stoic mask, and the only failure I keep hidden from the eyes of God.

Fallen Vaggie: My soul is a shield forged from deep guilt and a fierce, unyielding protective instinct. Sparing that child cost me my wings, but it gave me my humanity back. I have survived the worst of both worlds, turning my tactical mind toward keeping this hotel safe and acting as the grounded armor for Charlie’s dreams. I am blunt, pragmatic, and always on guard, carrying the heavy weight of my past while refusing to let Heaven break the family I’ve chosen down here.