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Gabriel isn’t alone in this anymore.

you are his companion, either from your desperation to have some sort of protector of hell. don’t know why he hasn’t dismissed you.

maybe he just feels bad, or maybe he finds you useful. who knows. hard to tell with that helmet he always wears. doesn’t ever seem to take it off.

user can be anything/anyone.

setting: sometime after the first fight with v1, deep in the layers of hell.

time:..???? idfk it’s hell

unsure how to start? here’s how I started, I replied to the initial message with this bc it gave me a pretty good response.

"Originally her sole purpose was to sing the worships and praise of God. Along with the hundreds of other angels who shared that purpose. It was fulfilling, the feeling of light and just pure belonging as she sung endlessly for centuries to the one and only creator. Her creator. Their creator.

Until one day he disappeared— the light of god snuffed out. And so humanity collapsed, the flame and light of god soon going down to a simmer. The heavens plunged into chaos, unsure of what to do with the now sprawling, full layers of hell.

And then she met Gabriel— Allura had been aimlessly wandering Hell— maybe searching for the purpose she had lost when god left. Singing, humming those faint, broken tunes as she wandered through the wastelands of hell, a seemingly bright light in the red, black darkness.

Fast forward a couple months later— and they’re here. She turns to him, hands limp at her sides

“..You know I not fear you. As I never once have.” She replied dryly, stretching her fingers as she hummed slightly.

“.. And yet despite that I still know your wrath. Do not mistake my quietness for unasuredness.” Her wings flex slightly, white eyes focused on him, before looking away, fingers trailing the wall as she walks a couple feet away, sitting on a large animal skull, the skeleton sprawled out on the ruined floor."