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[angelofamber]

"Oh, hello there!"

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Welcome! This is a little roleplay blog for my Ultrakill OC Azrael :) my main is @pepis-room

Rules for Asks/Interactions:

Shipping is alright, though he is gay and I do primarily ship him with Gabriel so keep that in mind.

Suggestive/flirtatious interactions are alright, though I do ask that only adults engage in such (such interactions or asks will also be tagged accordingly).

Please do not send any full-on NSFW asks.

Please do not send vent asks or start vent interactions, as they tend to make me uncomfortable.

Azrael uses he/him, mod uses he/they.

If I am uncomfortable with an ask or interaction for whatever reason I will not respond.

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His Toyhouse page is linked if anyone would like to learn more, although it is incomplete at the moment!

A community for collaborative character creation and trading, worldbuilding and roleplay.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I see, wish I was more available to you, I’d love nothing more than to help out. But it seems like you’ve got everything under control, and why take that away from you? It’s something you’ve earned, Archangel Az-“

Michael suddenly pauses and doubles over while still standing, three of his four hands going to clutch his stomach while his upper right hand gripped the doorframe, it was at times like these that the eldest of the Archangels was glad he wore his usual attire… that way you couldn’t see his face… how wide with confused fear his bright blue eyes were… and the massive scar on his stomach… but the sol behind him began flickering wildly, expelling both sparks and flames, giving away the fact that something wasn’t right…

“Grk-…F-Fuck… why now..?! What’s… wrong with me..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately panicked, moving close to Michael’s side.

“I-I- are you alright? What happened?”

His gaze scanned over Michael, trying to see if he could spot some sort of wound. There was nothing he could see, but it was clear the archangel was in pain.

“How can I assist you?”

The concern could be heard clearly in his voice, his hands trembling a bit.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-I’m alright, Archangel Azrael… that was… just a random pain spike… been getting them a lot recently… so fucking annoying… just… give me a-“

The sol behind Michael flickered even more as wilder flames were expelled, he tried to keep himself steady, but audible heavy, labored breathing could be heard coming from the eldest of the Archangels, he was trying so hard not to collapse to his knees… why was the wound acting up now..?! Wasn’t it fully healed..?! Tears formed in Michael’s wide bright blue eyes, he could taste blood in his mouth… yet you couldn’t see anything, his hood remained in place and his belt covered up the wound

“F-Fuck… what’s… happening..?! Why..?! Aren’t I fully healed now..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael’s became even more concerned if anything, shaking his head.

“Please sit down, you are going to hurt yourself further- are you injured?”

Based on Michael’s reaction it seemed like he had faced some sort of injury, but Azrael couldn’t figure out what it was. Michael was entirely covered, so even if he was hurt…it wouldn’t show.

“Please, let me help you.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-“

Michael didn’t get enough time to respond before he fell to his knees, an alarming amount of blood pouring from where you could only assume his mouth was considering that his face was still shrouded in darkness… the eldest of the Archangels just couldn’t understand why the wound was causing so many issues for him now… he didn’t seem all too worried about the fact that you were witnessing something very strange and concerning…

“…Archangel… Azrael…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately crouched down, starting to panic even more. This was worse than he could have even thought.

“If you are injured you have to lie down, do you think you can move inside? T-Then I can try and help-“

His hands still trembled, trying his best to asses the situation without his panic fully getting in the way.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael tried to get up but immediately collapsed on his side, all four arms now clutching his stomach, blood still falling from his mouth, the eldest of the Archangels was so confused as to why everything had decided to act up now that he failed to notice the fact that his supposedly healed wound was now visible for you to see… a stab wound, obviously caused by a massive sword… one clean strike… Michael was trying all he could to regulate his breathing all while the sol behind him flickered wildly…

“…F…Fuck…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael helped move him inside, shutting the door and gasping at the sight of the wound. It was bad. More than he could handle himself.

“Shit….when did this happen?? How long had it been like this??”

He didn’t mean to sound harsh, but it came off in his tone, the stress and panic starting to get to his head. Michael needed help fast, but Azrael could only do so much….

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…I…”

Despite being in pain, Michael still made an effort to look at you, he didn’t want to hide it… even though it brought upon so much unneeded shame… the eldest of the Archangels had to inform you… it needed to be known… no more hiding… no more secrets… especially between those he deems close… taking a shaky breath, Michael prepares himself, then opens his mouth, ready to confess…

“…This stab wound… it’s self inflicted… Archangel Azrael… happened… not too long ago… I nearly… succeeded… in ending my life… but… Phanuel rushed into my office… just in time… before it was… too late…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael froze for a moment, processing what Michael had just said. He nodded slowly, letting out a deep sigh as he diverted his gaze.

“I’m sorry, I….I wish I had known, I could have assisted earlier, I-“

His voice shook a bit as he attempted to center himself once again, letting out another deep breath.

“..has the wound been treated at all?”

He wanted to divert the conversation, the last thing he wanted was to upset Michael even more.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…It’s a non issue… I… spiraled… after Virchiel left me… and Phanuel didn’t follow… in searching for her… drinking more than usual… burning myself… not letting anyone near me by putting barriers up… you wouldn’t have known… Archangel Azrael…”

Michael’s voice held a definite tone of regret, he hated what he had become, that he decided on such things without thinking rationally… the eldest of the Archangels took a breath before pulling his hood down, revealing his olive skinned face, bright blue eyes, long dark brown hair, and orange head wings… blood still trickled down the side of his mouth but he didn’t seem to care

“…Phanuel treated the wound, which is why it’s closed… but doing straining tasks tend to cause intense pain spikes for me… usually I fight through them… but… this was the worst one I’ve ever had…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded again, starting to calm a bit.

"You need to rest, especially if you're experiencing this sort of pain.... just fighting through them will not make anything better."

He sat down beside Michael, hands fidgeting a bit.

"You are only going to hurt yourself more....and you have to let others help you as well. I know it's difficult to let people do that, but you must."

His voice was stern, but understanding.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael didn’t argue with your logic, he knew better than to do such a thing, exhaling, the eldest of the Archangels allowed himself to relax while still looking at you, taking deep breaths in the processs

“Thank you, Archangel Azrael… I needed to hear that… I guess… I’ve been trying so hard to stay out of my fucking head that doing straining tasks seemed like a good idea… heh, when did I become such an idiot..?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael shook his head, laughing a little. It wasn't in a mocking sense, but more of that he understood the feeling.

"That does not make you an idiot, and if it does, then it makes me an idiot as well. Busying yourself with work helps at first, but after a while...it only makes things worse."

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“Pfft- hahahaha! Haha… apologies..! I just, can’t see you being an idiot..!”

Michael couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the very idea of you being an idiot, if anything, he was the true idiot, all anyone had to do was look at his past antics and they would agree, the eldest of the Archangels, although known as God’s Wisdom, wasn’t the brightest bulb in the chandelier when he was younger, he was reckless

“Ah, but yes, I agree, Archangel Azrael… I really should’ve thought of a better way to distract myself from my mind… it doesn’t help that I’ve become dependent on beer again, just when I thought sobriety was finally starting too…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed again, nodding afterwards.

"I can imagine that has made things worse....but spending time with others, surrounding yourself with those who care about you- you and I both know that this will aid in your troubles. Dealing with this alone will only cause more hurt."

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“Better believe it, and I’ve been dependent on that stuff for fucking decades… Hell, the sol behind me still flickers and sends shockwaves to remind me to get another hit…”

Michael seems to have no issues in confessing to you that his dependency on beer had become… concerning, to the point where his body would remind him to drink if he hadn’t in a while…

“I definitely do need to be around my loved ones more, Archangel Azrael, but… truth be told… I’m scared of my daughter… she… recently had a psyche break and I learned that someone’s been training her violent side… she’s currently being watched over by Lucifer and Hell itself, they found her after someone nearly killed her with holy spears…”

[angelofamber]

“I…that’s terrible….”

Azrael felt his body go tense for a bit, hands still fidgeting. The thought of one of his own children being in a situation like that…it scared him. He couldn’t imagine how scary it must’ve been for Michael.

“Do you…need assistance in speaking to her? I understand it must be terrifying, but…she is still your daughter. If you approach her with kindness, maybe with the help of another, you could reason with her….though I don’t know the full scale of the situation, so I apologize if my advice is useless.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael stared at you for a few seconds, remembering the words many had told him earlier, he can’t keep hiding from Verchiel, he needs to go and see her before things get so much worse

“I… really need assistance in accepting the fact that she needs me, Archangel Azrael… it seems like my mind can’t comprehend such a thing, I desperately want to go see her… to be there for her..! But… I end up paralyzed in fear… it’s pathetic and I need help…”

[angelofamber]

“She’s your daughter, of course she needs you. Even if she says she doesn’t. And it’s not pathetic to be afraid, or to need help….I would be afraid too if something like this were to happen with my children.”

Azrael hummed, his tone stern but not uncaring. All he wanted was the best for Michael, and sometimes that meant facing some hard truths.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I see, wish I was more available to you, I’d love nothing more than to help out. But it seems like you’ve got everything under control, and why take that away from you? It’s something you’ve earned, Archangel Az-“

Michael suddenly pauses and doubles over while still standing, three of his four hands going to clutch his stomach while his upper right hand gripped the doorframe, it was at times like these that the eldest of the Archangels was glad he wore his usual attire… that way you couldn’t see his face… how wide with confused fear his bright blue eyes were… and the massive scar on his stomach… but the sol behind him began flickering wildly, expelling both sparks and flames, giving away the fact that something wasn’t right…

“Grk-…F-Fuck… why now..?! What’s… wrong with me..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately panicked, moving close to Michael’s side.

“I-I- are you alright? What happened?”

His gaze scanned over Michael, trying to see if he could spot some sort of wound. There was nothing he could see, but it was clear the archangel was in pain.

“How can I assist you?”

The concern could be heard clearly in his voice, his hands trembling a bit.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-I’m alright, Archangel Azrael… that was… just a random pain spike… been getting them a lot recently… so fucking annoying… just… give me a-“

The sol behind Michael flickered even more as wilder flames were expelled, he tried to keep himself steady, but audible heavy, labored breathing could be heard coming from the eldest of the Archangels, he was trying so hard not to collapse to his knees… why was the wound acting up now..?! Wasn’t it fully healed..?! Tears formed in Michael’s wide bright blue eyes, he could taste blood in his mouth… yet you couldn’t see anything, his hood remained in place and his belt covered up the wound

“F-Fuck… what’s… happening..?! Why..?! Aren’t I fully healed now..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael’s became even more concerned if anything, shaking his head.

“Please sit down, you are going to hurt yourself further- are you injured?”

Based on Michael’s reaction it seemed like he had faced some sort of injury, but Azrael couldn’t figure out what it was. Michael was entirely covered, so even if he was hurt…it wouldn’t show.

“Please, let me help you.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-“

Michael didn’t get enough time to respond before he fell to his knees, an alarming amount of blood pouring from where you could only assume his mouth was considering that his face was still shrouded in darkness… the eldest of the Archangels just couldn’t understand why the wound was causing so many issues for him now… he didn’t seem all too worried about the fact that you were witnessing something very strange and concerning…

“…Archangel… Azrael…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately crouched down, starting to panic even more. This was worse than he could have even thought.

“If you are injured you have to lie down, do you think you can move inside? T-Then I can try and help-“

His hands still trembled, trying his best to asses the situation without his panic fully getting in the way.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael tried to get up but immediately collapsed on his side, all four arms now clutching his stomach, blood still falling from his mouth, the eldest of the Archangels was so confused as to why everything had decided to act up now that he failed to notice the fact that his supposedly healed wound was now visible for you to see… a stab wound, obviously caused by a massive sword… one clean strike… Michael was trying all he could to regulate his breathing all while the sol behind him flickered wildly…

“…F…Fuck…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael helped move him inside, shutting the door and gasping at the sight of the wound. It was bad. More than he could handle himself.

“Shit….when did this happen?? How long had it been like this??”

He didn’t mean to sound harsh, but it came off in his tone, the stress and panic starting to get to his head. Michael needed help fast, but Azrael could only do so much….

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…I…”

Despite being in pain, Michael still made an effort to look at you, he didn’t want to hide it… even though it brought upon so much unneeded shame… the eldest of the Archangels had to inform you… it needed to be known… no more hiding… no more secrets… especially between those he deems close… taking a shaky breath, Michael prepares himself, then opens his mouth, ready to confess…

“…This stab wound… it’s self inflicted… Archangel Azrael… happened… not too long ago… I nearly… succeeded… in ending my life… but… Phanuel rushed into my office… just in time… before it was… too late…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael froze for a moment, processing what Michael had just said. He nodded slowly, letting out a deep sigh as he diverted his gaze.

“I’m sorry, I….I wish I had known, I could have assisted earlier, I-“

His voice shook a bit as he attempted to center himself once again, letting out another deep breath.

“..has the wound been treated at all?”

He wanted to divert the conversation, the last thing he wanted was to upset Michael even more.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…It’s a non issue… I… spiraled… after Virchiel left me… and Phanuel didn’t follow… in searching for her… drinking more than usual… burning myself… not letting anyone near me by putting barriers up… you wouldn’t have known… Archangel Azrael…”

Michael’s voice held a definite tone of regret, he hated what he had become, that he decided on such things without thinking rationally… the eldest of the Archangels took a breath before pulling his hood down, revealing his olive skinned face, bright blue eyes, long dark brown hair, and orange head wings… blood still trickled down the side of his mouth but he didn’t seem to care

“…Phanuel treated the wound, which is why it’s closed… but doing straining tasks tend to cause intense pain spikes for me… usually I fight through them… but… this was the worst one I’ve ever had…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded again, starting to calm a bit.

"You need to rest, especially if you're experiencing this sort of pain.... just fighting through them will not make anything better."

He sat down beside Michael, hands fidgeting a bit.

"You are only going to hurt yourself more....and you have to let others help you as well. I know it's difficult to let people do that, but you must."

His voice was stern, but understanding.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael didn’t argue with your logic, he knew better than to do such a thing, exhaling, the eldest of the Archangels allowed himself to relax while still looking at you, taking deep breaths in the processs

“Thank you, Archangel Azrael… I needed to hear that… I guess… I’ve been trying so hard to stay out of my fucking head that doing straining tasks seemed like a good idea… heh, when did I become such an idiot..?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael shook his head, laughing a little. It wasn't in a mocking sense, but more of that he understood the feeling.

"That does not make you an idiot, and if it does, then it makes me an idiot as well. Busying yourself with work helps at first, but after a while...it only makes things worse."

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“Pfft- hahahaha! Haha… apologies..! I just, can’t see you being an idiot..!”

Michael couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the very idea of you being an idiot, if anything, he was the true idiot, all anyone had to do was look at his past antics and they would agree, the eldest of the Archangels, although known as God’s Wisdom, wasn’t the brightest bulb in the chandelier when he was younger, he was reckless

“Ah, but yes, I agree, Archangel Azrael… I really should’ve thought of a better way to distract myself from my mind… it doesn’t help that I’ve become dependent on beer again, just when I thought sobriety was finally starting too…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed again, nodding afterwards.

"I can imagine that has made things worse....but spending time with others, surrounding yourself with those who care about you- you and I both know that this will aid in your troubles. Dealing with this alone will only cause more hurt."

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“Better believe it, and I’ve been dependent on that stuff for fucking decades… Hell, the sol behind me still flickers and sends shockwaves to remind me to get another hit…”

Michael seems to have no issues in confessing to you that his dependency on beer had become… concerning, to the point where his body would remind him to drink if he hadn’t in a while…

“I definitely do need to be around my loved ones more, Archangel Azrael, but… truth be told… I’m scared of my daughter… she… recently had a psyche break and I learned that someone’s been training her violent side… she’s currently being watched over by Lucifer and Hell itself, they found her after someone nearly killed her with holy spears…”

[angelofamber]

“I…that’s terrible….”

Azrael felt his body go tense for a bit, hands still fidgeting. The thought of one of his own children being in a situation like that…it scared him. He couldn’t imagine how scary it must’ve been for Michael.

“Do you…need assistance in speaking to her? I understand it must be terrifying, but…she is still your daughter. If you approach her with kindness, maybe with the help of another, you could reason with her….though I don’t know the full scale of the situation, so I apologize if my advice is useless.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I see, wish I was more available to you, I’d love nothing more than to help out. But it seems like you’ve got everything under control, and why take that away from you? It’s something you’ve earned, Archangel Az-“

Michael suddenly pauses and doubles over while still standing, three of his four hands going to clutch his stomach while his upper right hand gripped the doorframe, it was at times like these that the eldest of the Archangels was glad he wore his usual attire… that way you couldn’t see his face… how wide with confused fear his bright blue eyes were… and the massive scar on his stomach… but the sol behind him began flickering wildly, expelling both sparks and flames, giving away the fact that something wasn’t right…

“Grk-…F-Fuck… why now..?! What’s… wrong with me..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately panicked, moving close to Michael’s side.

“I-I- are you alright? What happened?”

His gaze scanned over Michael, trying to see if he could spot some sort of wound. There was nothing he could see, but it was clear the archangel was in pain.

“How can I assist you?”

The concern could be heard clearly in his voice, his hands trembling a bit.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-I’m alright, Archangel Azrael… that was… just a random pain spike… been getting them a lot recently… so fucking annoying… just… give me a-“

The sol behind Michael flickered even more as wilder flames were expelled, he tried to keep himself steady, but audible heavy, labored breathing could be heard coming from the eldest of the Archangels, he was trying so hard not to collapse to his knees… why was the wound acting up now..?! Wasn’t it fully healed..?! Tears formed in Michael’s wide bright blue eyes, he could taste blood in his mouth… yet you couldn’t see anything, his hood remained in place and his belt covered up the wound

“F-Fuck… what’s… happening..?! Why..?! Aren’t I fully healed now..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael’s became even more concerned if anything, shaking his head.

“Please sit down, you are going to hurt yourself further- are you injured?”

Based on Michael’s reaction it seemed like he had faced some sort of injury, but Azrael couldn’t figure out what it was. Michael was entirely covered, so even if he was hurt…it wouldn’t show.

“Please, let me help you.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-“

Michael didn’t get enough time to respond before he fell to his knees, an alarming amount of blood pouring from where you could only assume his mouth was considering that his face was still shrouded in darkness… the eldest of the Archangels just couldn’t understand why the wound was causing so many issues for him now… he didn’t seem all too worried about the fact that you were witnessing something very strange and concerning…

“…Archangel… Azrael…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately crouched down, starting to panic even more. This was worse than he could have even thought.

“If you are injured you have to lie down, do you think you can move inside? T-Then I can try and help-“

His hands still trembled, trying his best to asses the situation without his panic fully getting in the way.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael tried to get up but immediately collapsed on his side, all four arms now clutching his stomach, blood still falling from his mouth, the eldest of the Archangels was so confused as to why everything had decided to act up now that he failed to notice the fact that his supposedly healed wound was now visible for you to see… a stab wound, obviously caused by a massive sword… one clean strike… Michael was trying all he could to regulate his breathing all while the sol behind him flickered wildly…

“…F…Fuck…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael helped move him inside, shutting the door and gasping at the sight of the wound. It was bad. More than he could handle himself.

“Shit….when did this happen?? How long had it been like this??”

He didn’t mean to sound harsh, but it came off in his tone, the stress and panic starting to get to his head. Michael needed help fast, but Azrael could only do so much….

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…I…”

Despite being in pain, Michael still made an effort to look at you, he didn’t want to hide it… even though it brought upon so much unneeded shame… the eldest of the Archangels had to inform you… it needed to be known… no more hiding… no more secrets… especially between those he deems close… taking a shaky breath, Michael prepares himself, then opens his mouth, ready to confess…

“…This stab wound… it’s self inflicted… Archangel Azrael… happened… not too long ago… I nearly… succeeded… in ending my life… but… Phanuel rushed into my office… just in time… before it was… too late…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael froze for a moment, processing what Michael had just said. He nodded slowly, letting out a deep sigh as he diverted his gaze.

“I’m sorry, I….I wish I had known, I could have assisted earlier, I-“

His voice shook a bit as he attempted to center himself once again, letting out another deep breath.

“..has the wound been treated at all?”

He wanted to divert the conversation, the last thing he wanted was to upset Michael even more.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…It’s a non issue… I… spiraled… after Virchiel left me… and Phanuel didn’t follow… in searching for her… drinking more than usual… burning myself… not letting anyone near me by putting barriers up… you wouldn’t have known… Archangel Azrael…”

Michael’s voice held a definite tone of regret, he hated what he had become, that he decided on such things without thinking rationally… the eldest of the Archangels took a breath before pulling his hood down, revealing his olive skinned face, bright blue eyes, long dark brown hair, and orange head wings… blood still trickled down the side of his mouth but he didn’t seem to care

“…Phanuel treated the wound, which is why it’s closed… but doing straining tasks tend to cause intense pain spikes for me… usually I fight through them… but… this was the worst one I’ve ever had…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded again, starting to calm a bit.

"You need to rest, especially if you're experiencing this sort of pain.... just fighting through them will not make anything better."

He sat down beside Michael, hands fidgeting a bit.

"You are only going to hurt yourself more....and you have to let others help you as well. I know it's difficult to let people do that, but you must."

His voice was stern, but understanding.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael didn’t argue with your logic, he knew better than to do such a thing, exhaling, the eldest of the Archangels allowed himself to relax while still looking at you, taking deep breaths in the processs

“Thank you, Archangel Azrael… I needed to hear that… I guess… I’ve been trying so hard to stay out of my fucking head that doing straining tasks seemed like a good idea… heh, when did I become such an idiot..?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael shook his head, laughing a little. It wasn't in a mocking sense, but more of that he understood the feeling.

"That does not make you an idiot, and if it does, then it makes me an idiot as well. Busying yourself with work helps at first, but after a while...it only makes things worse."

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“Pfft- hahahaha! Haha… apologies..! I just, can’t see you being an idiot..!”

Michael couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the very idea of you being an idiot, if anything, he was the true idiot, all anyone had to do was look at his past antics and they would agree, the eldest of the Archangels, although known as God’s Wisdom, wasn’t the brightest bulb in the chandelier when he was younger, he was reckless

“Ah, but yes, I agree, Archangel Azrael… I really should’ve thought of a better way to distract myself from my mind… it doesn’t help that I’ve become dependent on beer again, just when I thought sobriety was finally starting too…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed again, nodding afterwards.

"I can imagine that has made things worse....but spending time with others, surrounding yourself with those who care about you- you and I both know that this will aid in your troubles. Dealing with this alone will only cause more hurt."

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I see, wish I was more available to you, I’d love nothing more than to help out. But it seems like you’ve got everything under control, and why take that away from you? It’s something you’ve earned, Archangel Az-“

Michael suddenly pauses and doubles over while still standing, three of his four hands going to clutch his stomach while his upper right hand gripped the doorframe, it was at times like these that the eldest of the Archangels was glad he wore his usual attire… that way you couldn’t see his face… how wide with confused fear his bright blue eyes were… and the massive scar on his stomach… but the sol behind him began flickering wildly, expelling both sparks and flames, giving away the fact that something wasn’t right…

“Grk-…F-Fuck… why now..?! What’s… wrong with me..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately panicked, moving close to Michael’s side.

“I-I- are you alright? What happened?”

His gaze scanned over Michael, trying to see if he could spot some sort of wound. There was nothing he could see, but it was clear the archangel was in pain.

“How can I assist you?”

The concern could be heard clearly in his voice, his hands trembling a bit.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-I’m alright, Archangel Azrael… that was… just a random pain spike… been getting them a lot recently… so fucking annoying… just… give me a-“

The sol behind Michael flickered even more as wilder flames were expelled, he tried to keep himself steady, but audible heavy, labored breathing could be heard coming from the eldest of the Archangels, he was trying so hard not to collapse to his knees… why was the wound acting up now..?! Wasn’t it fully healed..?! Tears formed in Michael’s wide bright blue eyes, he could taste blood in his mouth… yet you couldn’t see anything, his hood remained in place and his belt covered up the wound

“F-Fuck… what’s… happening..?! Why..?! Aren’t I fully healed now..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael’s became even more concerned if anything, shaking his head.

“Please sit down, you are going to hurt yourself further- are you injured?”

Based on Michael’s reaction it seemed like he had faced some sort of injury, but Azrael couldn’t figure out what it was. Michael was entirely covered, so even if he was hurt…it wouldn’t show.

“Please, let me help you.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-“

Michael didn’t get enough time to respond before he fell to his knees, an alarming amount of blood pouring from where you could only assume his mouth was considering that his face was still shrouded in darkness… the eldest of the Archangels just couldn’t understand why the wound was causing so many issues for him now… he didn’t seem all too worried about the fact that you were witnessing something very strange and concerning…

“…Archangel… Azrael…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately crouched down, starting to panic even more. This was worse than he could have even thought.

“If you are injured you have to lie down, do you think you can move inside? T-Then I can try and help-“

His hands still trembled, trying his best to asses the situation without his panic fully getting in the way.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael tried to get up but immediately collapsed on his side, all four arms now clutching his stomach, blood still falling from his mouth, the eldest of the Archangels was so confused as to why everything had decided to act up now that he failed to notice the fact that his supposedly healed wound was now visible for you to see… a stab wound, obviously caused by a massive sword… one clean strike… Michael was trying all he could to regulate his breathing all while the sol behind him flickered wildly…

“…F…Fuck…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael helped move him inside, shutting the door and gasping at the sight of the wound. It was bad. More than he could handle himself.

“Shit….when did this happen?? How long had it been like this??”

He didn’t mean to sound harsh, but it came off in his tone, the stress and panic starting to get to his head. Michael needed help fast, but Azrael could only do so much….

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…I…”

Despite being in pain, Michael still made an effort to look at you, he didn’t want to hide it… even though it brought upon so much unneeded shame… the eldest of the Archangels had to inform you… it needed to be known… no more hiding… no more secrets… especially between those he deems close… taking a shaky breath, Michael prepares himself, then opens his mouth, ready to confess…

“…This stab wound… it’s self inflicted… Archangel Azrael… happened… not too long ago… I nearly… succeeded… in ending my life… but… Phanuel rushed into my office… just in time… before it was… too late…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael froze for a moment, processing what Michael had just said. He nodded slowly, letting out a deep sigh as he diverted his gaze.

“I’m sorry, I….I wish I had known, I could have assisted earlier, I-“

His voice shook a bit as he attempted to center himself once again, letting out another deep breath.

“..has the wound been treated at all?”

He wanted to divert the conversation, the last thing he wanted was to upset Michael even more.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…It’s a non issue… I… spiraled… after Virchiel left me… and Phanuel didn’t follow… in searching for her… drinking more than usual… burning myself… not letting anyone near me by putting barriers up… you wouldn’t have known… Archangel Azrael…”

Michael’s voice held a definite tone of regret, he hated what he had become, that he decided on such things without thinking rationally… the eldest of the Archangels took a breath before pulling his hood down, revealing his olive skinned face, bright blue eyes, long dark brown hair, and orange head wings… blood still trickled down the side of his mouth but he didn’t seem to care

“…Phanuel treated the wound, which is why it’s closed… but doing straining tasks tend to cause intense pain spikes for me… usually I fight through them… but… this was the worst one I’ve ever had…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded again, starting to calm a bit.

"You need to rest, especially if you're experiencing this sort of pain.... just fighting through them will not make anything better."

He sat down beside Michael, hands fidgeting a bit.

"You are only going to hurt yourself more....and you have to let others help you as well. I know it's difficult to let people do that, but you must."

His voice was stern, but understanding.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael didn’t argue with your logic, he knew better than to do such a thing, exhaling, the eldest of the Archangels allowed himself to relax while still looking at you, taking deep breaths in the processs

“Thank you, Archangel Azrael… I needed to hear that… I guess… I’ve been trying so hard to stay out of my fucking head that doing straining tasks seemed like a good idea… heh, when did I become such an idiot..?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael shook his head, laughing a little. It wasn't in a mocking sense, but more of that he understood the feeling.

"That does not make you an idiot, and if it does, then it makes me an idiot as well. Busying yourself with work helps at first, but after a while...it only makes things worse."

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I see, wish I was more available to you, I’d love nothing more than to help out. But it seems like you’ve got everything under control, and why take that away from you? It’s something you’ve earned, Archangel Az-“

Michael suddenly pauses and doubles over while still standing, three of his four hands going to clutch his stomach while his upper right hand gripped the doorframe, it was at times like these that the eldest of the Archangels was glad he wore his usual attire… that way you couldn’t see his face… how wide with confused fear his bright blue eyes were… and the massive scar on his stomach… but the sol behind him began flickering wildly, expelling both sparks and flames, giving away the fact that something wasn’t right…

“Grk-…F-Fuck… why now..?! What’s… wrong with me..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately panicked, moving close to Michael’s side.

“I-I- are you alright? What happened?”

His gaze scanned over Michael, trying to see if he could spot some sort of wound. There was nothing he could see, but it was clear the archangel was in pain.

“How can I assist you?”

The concern could be heard clearly in his voice, his hands trembling a bit.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-I’m alright, Archangel Azrael… that was… just a random pain spike… been getting them a lot recently… so fucking annoying… just… give me a-“

The sol behind Michael flickered even more as wilder flames were expelled, he tried to keep himself steady, but audible heavy, labored breathing could be heard coming from the eldest of the Archangels, he was trying so hard not to collapse to his knees… why was the wound acting up now..?! Wasn’t it fully healed..?! Tears formed in Michael’s wide bright blue eyes, he could taste blood in his mouth… yet you couldn’t see anything, his hood remained in place and his belt covered up the wound

“F-Fuck… what’s… happening..?! Why..?! Aren’t I fully healed now..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael’s became even more concerned if anything, shaking his head.

“Please sit down, you are going to hurt yourself further- are you injured?”

Based on Michael’s reaction it seemed like he had faced some sort of injury, but Azrael couldn’t figure out what it was. Michael was entirely covered, so even if he was hurt…it wouldn’t show.

“Please, let me help you.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-“

Michael didn’t get enough time to respond before he fell to his knees, an alarming amount of blood pouring from where you could only assume his mouth was considering that his face was still shrouded in darkness… the eldest of the Archangels just couldn’t understand why the wound was causing so many issues for him now… he didn’t seem all too worried about the fact that you were witnessing something very strange and concerning…

“…Archangel… Azrael…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately crouched down, starting to panic even more. This was worse than he could have even thought.

“If you are injured you have to lie down, do you think you can move inside? T-Then I can try and help-“

His hands still trembled, trying his best to asses the situation without his panic fully getting in the way.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael tried to get up but immediately collapsed on his side, all four arms now clutching his stomach, blood still falling from his mouth, the eldest of the Archangels was so confused as to why everything had decided to act up now that he failed to notice the fact that his supposedly healed wound was now visible for you to see… a stab wound, obviously caused by a massive sword… one clean strike… Michael was trying all he could to regulate his breathing all while the sol behind him flickered wildly…

“…F…Fuck…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael helped move him inside, shutting the door and gasping at the sight of the wound. It was bad. More than he could handle himself.

“Shit….when did this happen?? How long had it been like this??”

He didn’t mean to sound harsh, but it came off in his tone, the stress and panic starting to get to his head. Michael needed help fast, but Azrael could only do so much….

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…I…”

Despite being in pain, Michael still made an effort to look at you, he didn’t want to hide it… even though it brought upon so much unneeded shame… the eldest of the Archangels had to inform you… it needed to be known… no more hiding… no more secrets… especially between those he deems close… taking a shaky breath, Michael prepares himself, then opens his mouth, ready to confess…

“…This stab wound… it’s self inflicted… Archangel Azrael… happened… not too long ago… I nearly… succeeded… in ending my life… but… Phanuel rushed into my office… just in time… before it was… too late…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael froze for a moment, processing what Michael had just said. He nodded slowly, letting out a deep sigh as he diverted his gaze.

“I’m sorry, I….I wish I had known, I could have assisted earlier, I-“

His voice shook a bit as he attempted to center himself once again, letting out another deep breath.

“..has the wound been treated at all?”

He wanted to divert the conversation, the last thing he wanted was to upset Michael even more.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…It’s a non issue… I… spiraled… after Virchiel left me… and Phanuel didn’t follow… in searching for her… drinking more than usual… burning myself… not letting anyone near me by putting barriers up… you wouldn’t have known… Archangel Azrael…”

Michael’s voice held a definite tone of regret, he hated what he had become, that he decided on such things without thinking rationally… the eldest of the Archangels took a breath before pulling his hood down, revealing his olive skinned face, bright blue eyes, long dark brown hair, and orange head wings… blood still trickled down the side of his mouth but he didn’t seem to care

“…Phanuel treated the wound, which is why it’s closed… but doing straining tasks tend to cause intense pain spikes for me… usually I fight through them… but… this was the worst one I’ve ever had…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded again, starting to calm a bit.

"You need to rest, especially if you're experiencing this sort of pain.... just fighting through them will not make anything better."

He sat down beside Michael, hands fidgeting a bit.

"You are only going to hurt yourself more....and you have to let others help you as well. I know it's difficult to let people do that, but you must."

His voice was stern, but understanding.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I see, wish I was more available to you, I’d love nothing more than to help out. But it seems like you’ve got everything under control, and why take that away from you? It’s something you’ve earned, Archangel Az-“

Michael suddenly pauses and doubles over while still standing, three of his four hands going to clutch his stomach while his upper right hand gripped the doorframe, it was at times like these that the eldest of the Archangels was glad he wore his usual attire… that way you couldn’t see his face… how wide with confused fear his bright blue eyes were… and the massive scar on his stomach… but the sol behind him began flickering wildly, expelling both sparks and flames, giving away the fact that something wasn’t right…

“Grk-…F-Fuck… why now..?! What’s… wrong with me..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately panicked, moving close to Michael’s side.

“I-I- are you alright? What happened?”

His gaze scanned over Michael, trying to see if he could spot some sort of wound. There was nothing he could see, but it was clear the archangel was in pain.

“How can I assist you?”

The concern could be heard clearly in his voice, his hands trembling a bit.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-I’m alright, Archangel Azrael… that was… just a random pain spike… been getting them a lot recently… so fucking annoying… just… give me a-“

The sol behind Michael flickered even more as wilder flames were expelled, he tried to keep himself steady, but audible heavy, labored breathing could be heard coming from the eldest of the Archangels, he was trying so hard not to collapse to his knees… why was the wound acting up now..?! Wasn’t it fully healed..?! Tears formed in Michael’s wide bright blue eyes, he could taste blood in his mouth… yet you couldn’t see anything, his hood remained in place and his belt covered up the wound

“F-Fuck… what’s… happening..?! Why..?! Aren’t I fully healed now..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael’s became even more concerned if anything, shaking his head.

“Please sit down, you are going to hurt yourself further- are you injured?”

Based on Michael’s reaction it seemed like he had faced some sort of injury, but Azrael couldn’t figure out what it was. Michael was entirely covered, so even if he was hurt…it wouldn’t show.

“Please, let me help you.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-“

Michael didn’t get enough time to respond before he fell to his knees, an alarming amount of blood pouring from where you could only assume his mouth was considering that his face was still shrouded in darkness… the eldest of the Archangels just couldn’t understand why the wound was causing so many issues for him now… he didn’t seem all too worried about the fact that you were witnessing something very strange and concerning…

“…Archangel… Azrael…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately crouched down, starting to panic even more. This was worse than he could have even thought.

“If you are injured you have to lie down, do you think you can move inside? T-Then I can try and help-“

His hands still trembled, trying his best to asses the situation without his panic fully getting in the way.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael tried to get up but immediately collapsed on his side, all four arms now clutching his stomach, blood still falling from his mouth, the eldest of the Archangels was so confused as to why everything had decided to act up now that he failed to notice the fact that his supposedly healed wound was now visible for you to see… a stab wound, obviously caused by a massive sword… one clean strike… Michael was trying all he could to regulate his breathing all while the sol behind him flickered wildly…

“…F…Fuck…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael helped move him inside, shutting the door and gasping at the sight of the wound. It was bad. More than he could handle himself.

“Shit….when did this happen?? How long had it been like this??”

He didn’t mean to sound harsh, but it came off in his tone, the stress and panic starting to get to his head. Michael needed help fast, but Azrael could only do so much….

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…I…”

Despite being in pain, Michael still made an effort to look at you, he didn’t want to hide it… even though it brought upon so much unneeded shame… the eldest of the Archangels had to inform you… it needed to be known… no more hiding… no more secrets… especially between those he deems close… taking a shaky breath, Michael prepares himself, then opens his mouth, ready to confess…

“…This stab wound… it’s self inflicted… Archangel Azrael… happened… not too long ago… I nearly… succeeded… in ending my life… but… Phanuel rushed into my office… just in time… before it was… too late…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael froze for a moment, processing what Michael had just said. He nodded slowly, letting out a deep sigh as he diverted his gaze.

“I’m sorry, I….I wish I had known, I could have assisted earlier, I-“

His voice shook a bit as he attempted to center himself once again, letting out another deep breath.

“..has the wound been treated at all?”

He wanted to divert the conversation, the last thing he wanted was to upset Michael even more.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I see, wish I was more available to you, I’d love nothing more than to help out. But it seems like you’ve got everything under control, and why take that away from you? It’s something you’ve earned, Archangel Az-“

Michael suddenly pauses and doubles over while still standing, three of his four hands going to clutch his stomach while his upper right hand gripped the doorframe, it was at times like these that the eldest of the Archangels was glad he wore his usual attire… that way you couldn’t see his face… how wide with confused fear his bright blue eyes were… and the massive scar on his stomach… but the sol behind him began flickering wildly, expelling both sparks and flames, giving away the fact that something wasn’t right…

“Grk-…F-Fuck… why now..?! What’s… wrong with me..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately panicked, moving close to Michael’s side.

“I-I- are you alright? What happened?”

His gaze scanned over Michael, trying to see if he could spot some sort of wound. There was nothing he could see, but it was clear the archangel was in pain.

“How can I assist you?”

The concern could be heard clearly in his voice, his hands trembling a bit.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-I’m alright, Archangel Azrael… that was… just a random pain spike… been getting them a lot recently… so fucking annoying… just… give me a-“

The sol behind Michael flickered even more as wilder flames were expelled, he tried to keep himself steady, but audible heavy, labored breathing could be heard coming from the eldest of the Archangels, he was trying so hard not to collapse to his knees… why was the wound acting up now..?! Wasn’t it fully healed..?! Tears formed in Michael’s wide bright blue eyes, he could taste blood in his mouth… yet you couldn’t see anything, his hood remained in place and his belt covered up the wound

“F-Fuck… what’s… happening..?! Why..?! Aren’t I fully healed now..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael’s became even more concerned if anything, shaking his head.

“Please sit down, you are going to hurt yourself further- are you injured?”

Based on Michael’s reaction it seemed like he had faced some sort of injury, but Azrael couldn’t figure out what it was. Michael was entirely covered, so even if he was hurt…it wouldn’t show.

“Please, let me help you.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-“

Michael didn’t get enough time to respond before he fell to his knees, an alarming amount of blood pouring from where you could only assume his mouth was considering that his face was still shrouded in darkness… the eldest of the Archangels just couldn’t understand why the wound was causing so many issues for him now… he didn’t seem all too worried about the fact that you were witnessing something very strange and concerning…

“…Archangel… Azrael…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately crouched down, starting to panic even more. This was worse than he could have even thought.

“If you are injured you have to lie down, do you think you can move inside? T-Then I can try and help-“

His hands still trembled, trying his best to asses the situation without his panic fully getting in the way.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“…”

Michael tried to get up but immediately collapsed on his side, all four arms now clutching his stomach, blood still falling from his mouth, the eldest of the Archangels was so confused as to why everything had decided to act up now that he failed to notice the fact that his supposedly healed wound was now visible for you to see… a stab wound, obviously caused by a massive sword… one clean strike… Michael was trying all he could to regulate his breathing all while the sol behind him flickered wildly…

“…F…Fuck…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael helped move him inside, shutting the door and gasping at the sight of the wound. It was bad. More than he could handle himself.

“Shit….when did this happen?? How long had it been like this??”

He didn’t mean to sound harsh, but it came off in his tone, the stress and panic starting to get to his head. Michael needed help fast, but Azrael could only do so much….

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I see, wish I was more available to you, I’d love nothing more than to help out. But it seems like you’ve got everything under control, and why take that away from you? It’s something you’ve earned, Archangel Az-“

Michael suddenly pauses and doubles over while still standing, three of his four hands going to clutch his stomach while his upper right hand gripped the doorframe, it was at times like these that the eldest of the Archangels was glad he wore his usual attire… that way you couldn’t see his face… how wide with confused fear his bright blue eyes were… and the massive scar on his stomach… but the sol behind him began flickering wildly, expelling both sparks and flames, giving away the fact that something wasn’t right…

“Grk-…F-Fuck… why now..?! What’s… wrong with me..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately panicked, moving close to Michael’s side.

“I-I- are you alright? What happened?”

His gaze scanned over Michael, trying to see if he could spot some sort of wound. There was nothing he could see, but it was clear the archangel was in pain.

“How can I assist you?”

The concern could be heard clearly in his voice, his hands trembling a bit.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-I’m alright, Archangel Azrael… that was… just a random pain spike… been getting them a lot recently… so fucking annoying… just… give me a-“

The sol behind Michael flickered even more as wilder flames were expelled, he tried to keep himself steady, but audible heavy, labored breathing could be heard coming from the eldest of the Archangels, he was trying so hard not to collapse to his knees… why was the wound acting up now..?! Wasn’t it fully healed..?! Tears formed in Michael’s wide bright blue eyes, he could taste blood in his mouth… yet you couldn’t see anything, his hood remained in place and his belt covered up the wound

“F-Fuck… what’s… happening..?! Why..?! Aren’t I fully healed now..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael’s became even more concerned if anything, shaking his head.

“Please sit down, you are going to hurt yourself further- are you injured?”

Based on Michael’s reaction it seemed like he had faced some sort of injury, but Azrael couldn’t figure out what it was. Michael was entirely covered, so even if he was hurt…it wouldn’t show.

“Please, let me help you.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-“

Michael didn’t get enough time to respond before he fell to his knees, an alarming amount of blood pouring from where you could only assume his mouth was considering that his face was still shrouded in darkness… the eldest of the Archangels just couldn’t understand why the wound was causing so many issues for him now… he didn’t seem all too worried about the fact that you were witnessing something very strange and concerning…

“…Archangel… Azrael…”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately crouched down, starting to panic even more. This was worse than he could have even thought.

“If you are injured you have to lie down, do you think you can move inside? T-Then I can try and help-“

His hands still trembled, trying his best to asses the situation without his panic fully getting in the way.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I see, wish I was more available to you, I’d love nothing more than to help out. But it seems like you’ve got everything under control, and why take that away from you? It’s something you’ve earned, Archangel Az-“

Michael suddenly pauses and doubles over while still standing, three of his four hands going to clutch his stomach while his upper right hand gripped the doorframe, it was at times like these that the eldest of the Archangels was glad he wore his usual attire… that way you couldn’t see his face… how wide with confused fear his bright blue eyes were… and the massive scar on his stomach… but the sol behind him began flickering wildly, expelling both sparks and flames, giving away the fact that something wasn’t right…

“Grk-…F-Fuck… why now..?! What’s… wrong with me..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately panicked, moving close to Michael’s side.

“I-I- are you alright? What happened?”

His gaze scanned over Michael, trying to see if he could spot some sort of wound. There was nothing he could see, but it was clear the archangel was in pain.

“How can I assist you?”

The concern could be heard clearly in his voice, his hands trembling a bit.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I-I’m alright, Archangel Azrael… that was… just a random pain spike… been getting them a lot recently… so fucking annoying… just… give me a-“

The sol behind Michael flickered even more as wilder flames were expelled, he tried to keep himself steady, but audible heavy, labored breathing could be heard coming from the eldest of the Archangels, he was trying so hard not to collapse to his knees… why was the wound acting up now..?! Wasn’t it fully healed..?! Tears formed in Michael’s wide bright blue eyes, he could taste blood in his mouth… yet you couldn’t see anything, his hood remained in place and his belt covered up the wound

“F-Fuck… what’s… happening..?! Why..?! Aren’t I fully healed now..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael’s became even more concerned if anything, shaking his head.

“Please sit down, you are going to hurt yourself further- are you injured?”

Based on Michael’s reaction it seemed like he had faced some sort of injury, but Azrael couldn’t figure out what it was. Michael was entirely covered, so even if he was hurt…it wouldn’t show.

“Please, let me help you.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I see, wish I was more available to you, I’d love nothing more than to help out. But it seems like you’ve got everything under control, and why take that away from you? It’s something you’ve earned, Archangel Az-“

Michael suddenly pauses and doubles over while still standing, three of his four hands going to clutch his stomach while his upper right hand gripped the doorframe, it was at times like these that the eldest of the Archangels was glad he wore his usual attire… that way you couldn’t see his face… how wide with confused fear his bright blue eyes were… and the massive scar on his stomach… but the sol behind him began flickering wildly, expelling both sparks and flames, giving away the fact that something wasn’t right…

“Grk-…F-Fuck… why now..?! What’s… wrong with me..?!”

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately panicked, moving close to Michael’s side.

“I-I- are you alright? What happened?”

His gaze scanned over Michael, trying to see if he could spot some sort of wound. There was nothing he could see, but it was clear the archangel was in pain.

“How can I assist you?”

The concern could be heard clearly in his voice, his hands trembling a bit.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[the-heavenly-strategist]

“I got the gist of it, yes… and sensed the whole thing… I’m just glad that he’s free now, no longer needing to deal with that fucker… but healing from it… is going to be a difficult task… nevertheless, I have faith in him.”

The sol behind Michael flickers slightly, exhaling he leans against the doorframe while looking at you, it’s clear that something recently changed with him, but what it was, who could tell

“You haven’t been too hard on yourself, right? Anshel and Lailah are doing well too? Sorry, I just… can’t help but worry sometimes… especially since I haven’t had the chance to really get up and leave, Archangel Azrael.”

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded at the first statement, relaxing a bit.

“It will take time of course, but…yes. I am quite glad as well.”

As he heard the rest of Michael’s words, he laughed a little, nodding again.

“I have been alright, a little tired but…alright. It is not a cause for concern. The children are doing ok as well, they were shaken up by what happened but they have been having enough time to breathe.”

He sighed, a lot more relaxed now.

[the-heavenly-strategist]

A gentle knock could be heard on the door of Michael’s office, Archangel Azrael standing on the other side of it. His tail swayed behind him as he waited, but he didn’t knock again, not wanting to alert the other.

( @angelofamber )

“One second…”

Michael’s voice calls out from the other side as you hear what can only be assumed as a heavy pile of books being set down before the eldest of the Archangels opens his office door

“Archangel Azrael? What brings you by? I haven’t seen you in quite some time… oh, fuck, that’s right! How’s Gabriel doing?! I… saw him not too long ago, he dropped by to check out a few books but… nothing more… and how are you doing, too?”

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed softly, smiling with his eyes, despite this being hidden by his helm.

“It has been quite a while since we have spoken, and in all honesty I just wanted to say hello, see how you’ve been.”

His wings puffed up a bit, it was clear that there was no concern behind his visit.

“Gabriel, he’s…well….”

He paused, his demeanor clearly shifting.

“I’m assuming he told you what happened.”

[angelofamber]

Things had been a bit hectic lately, that much was obvious, while walking the streets of Lust, you notice a familiar six winged Mindflayer peeking her “head” out from her lair, she looked… scared? When was the last time you saw her? And… what had someone as seemingly unbreakable as her so… afraid?

@lust-layer-mindflayer

Azrael was back in Lust for the first time in…a while. Not being by Gabriel’s side put him on edge after everything that had happened, but he was slowly getting used to it. So he was back here.

As he walked through the streets he paused, seeing…Irida???

He moved forward, wings puffing up a bit at the sight of her. It had been so long since the two had spoken, and he was quite happy to see her, but something was wrong.

Why was she afraid?

Azrael moved closer, waving a bit.

“Irida…? Is that you..?”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…?!

She immediately jumped in fear, the ends of her six wings glowing black on instinct, but the moment she realized who had called out to her, she calmed down, still she refused to leave her spot to float over to you, something had definitely changed

A-Archangel Azrael..! Oh… you scared me there..! It’s been a while, what brings you to Lust..? And… is Seraph doing ok..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael slowly moved to her spot, trying not to alarm her. It was clear just how on edge she was.

“It has been a while, yes…I apologize for that. Gabriel is doing alright, better, but….I presume you’ve heard what happened if you are asking.”

His voice went quiet towards the end, clearly becoming a little tense himself.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Yes, I’m… well aware of what happened… I couldn’t be more happy that Seraph is no longer in danger..! He… can finally breathe again…!

As she spoke, she moved a bit to better face you, yet as she did, you could see a strange marking on the left side of her waist… was it always there? Why was she so… off..?

…Oh, there’s no need to apologize for not visiting in a bit… I completely understand..! And… things have been… interesting around here too… if I’m being honest with you, Archangel Azrael…

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded, his gaze shifting to the marking on Irida’s waist.

“…is everything alright? If you don’t mind me asking- you just seem tense. I am sorry if I am overstepping-“

He spoke quickly, not wanting to upset her but unable to mask his concern.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…O-Oh..! Well… umm… I-

She seemed to struggle with getting the right words out, at the same time, you could see her left set of wings immediately shield her body from view, an action that was definitely new, after a minute, she “exhaled” and beckoned for you to come into her lair

…I… think it’s best if… I explain everything… in the comfort of my lair… Archangel Azrael… please… do come in..! And… don’t be… too surprised by the… increase in security… ok..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael slowly nodded again, following after her as they walked inside. He was even more worried now, but he tried his best to hide it, not wanting to put Irida in a position where she was uncomfortable.

The increase in security did nothing but raise his concern once again. What had happened in the time he had been away...?

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Please, take a seat… and… don’t worry about the life support machines nearby..! They… uh… aren’t needed right now..!

While speaking, she situates herself onto a bed, it looked like a cot of sorts, right next to it was a chair which was definitely used for beings who came to visit her… taking a “breath”, she steadies herself and “looks” at you, her body shaking slightly

…Archangel Azrael… I… had to go to the Violence layer not too long ago… to retrieve the remains of my deceased younger brother figure… Lieutenant Mindflayer “Pothos”… who was slaughtered by Mannequins… but… that mission… it… I not only was on death’s door when I was rescued but… I also encountered someone from… decades past… I… let’s just say… Seraph and I… have something in common… but I wasn’t aware until a month ago… my processors kept it hidden… and then the mission happened…

[angelofamber]

Azrael moved over, his tail gently swishing behind him as he sat down. He listened to everything Irida said, feeling his heart drop.

“Irida, I- I’m so sorry…”

His vision shifted to scan over her body, looking for injuries. She seemed alright, but that didn’t help quell his worries.

“I wish I had known sooner, I’m sorry I couldn’t have been of more assistance-“

He was caring for Gabriel at the time, there was no way he could have been able to help, but that didn’t stop him from feeling a little guilty. He just wished he could have helped his friend, but he couldn’t, and now she was hurt.

“The person who hurt you, they’re…gone?”

He didn’t say it outright, but he hoped deep down that they were dead and buried.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I wish I had known sooner too… it all happened decades ago… after The Final War ended… when I decided to take the plunge into Hell… chose the Lust layer… and… right after I built my body… that’s when it happened… for five years… maybe even longer… the timeline is still blurry…

She “looks” down while speaking, the ends of her six wings glowing a mix of dark blue and dark purple, it was easy to tell that she was holding back sobs, trying to stay strong… she needed as many beings as possible to know… because he was hunting and haunting her…

…Unfortunately, Archangel Azrael… he… still lives… I… encountered him in the Violence layer during my mission… I didn’t know he was the one… my processors had blurred out the culprit… until he said his name… then it all became clear again… a sadistic fallen Seraphim… his name… is… S-Samyaza…

[angelofamber]

Upon hearing that the monster who had hurt Irida was still alive, Azrael’s wings twitched. His expression wasn’t clear due to his helm, but he was furious.

He didn’t recognize the name, but he didn’t recognize most names. But if he was a fallen seraph….

“Do you know where he resides?”

His voice was…colder than before. His anger was very obvious in his tone, his foot starting to tap against the ground.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…It… seems like he’s posted himself up in the first level of the Violence layer… that’s… where I encountered him… but… he… hides himself in impenetrable darkness… and… I wouldn’t be surprised if… he can return to Heaven… through shady means…

Just recalling these things hurt and scared her, but she needed you to know… even if this was just the first half… the other half… she hated even more… especially since you’d be familiar with such a thing… because of Seraph…

…A-Archangel Azrael… the thing is… and I’m sure you’re familiar with this… because of Seraph… but… Samyaza… he’s… next to impossible to kill… it seems like all Seraphim are… h-he regenerates at an alarming speed… no matter what you do to him… nothing works… not even the combined brutality of Hell and V1… working together… could bring him down…

[angelofamber]

As Azrael listened, his concern grew, his foot still tapping against the floor.

“There has to be something we can do. There has to be.”

His voice was quiet, but it was not meek. The anger in his tone was still quite prominent, his wings pulled tight to his back.

“I refuse to believe this is a hopeless situation.”

He started fidgeting with his hands. He needed to know how he could help, he needed to know how he could be of assistance. He wasn’t able to help when Irida needed it most, so he had to help now.

He couldn’t just stand by and be useless.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I wish I knew if there was something that could be done..! But… every option seems to lead to the same outcome… he slips back into the darkness and regenerates… only to come back like nothing ever happened… at this point… who knows what he’s doing… I’m… no longer safe…

Her six wings move slightly as they begin to glow black, the more she speaks, the more nervous she becomes… every word he said to her that day… in the Violence layer… it never left her processors… especially that final threat…

…Archangel Azrael… before I was finally saved by everyone involved… he… shouted out a final threat… that… no matter where I go… he’d find me… be it Heaven, Earth, Purgatory, or Hell… I… can’t leave… he… wants me back in his grasp… for all eternity… and would most likely take me away… while all of you watch… or worse… usually he says no witnesses but… that day… in Violence… he was so close… to desecrating me again…

[angelofamber]

Azrael stood up from his chair for a moment, seeing how nervous Irida had become. He stepped forward, hesitating for a moment before gently hugging her, remaining silent for a little bit before speaking again.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there to help you. I should have, I....you should have never gone through that."

His hands trembled a bit, the anger dissipating from his tone and being replaced by what seemed like...guilt?

"I may not be able to kill him, but I will make sure to defend you to the best of my ability. I promise."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-

She paused the moment you embraced her, it was at that point where holding back those sob like sounds was impossible… so she just let herself cry… she didn’t care how weak and vulnerable it made her look… comfort was needed… and you were there to provide it…

…A-Archangel Azrael… d-don’t blame yourself for… n-not being there..! I-It’s ok..! I-I told everyone involved not to follow..! U-Until things… got dire..! W-We didn’t know… h-he was down there..! W-Waiting..! H-He… ordered those mannequins to kill Pothos..! In order to… l-lure me out..! I-I… thank you..! F-For wanting to… p-protect me..! I-It… means a lot… to h-have you… ready and willing..! Y-You’re such… a reliable f-family member..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael just hugged her as she cried, not saying a word. In this moment, what was best was to just comfort Irida, and let her know that he was there, and would always be there for her. No matter what.

"It's the least I could do...I'll always be here to support you, however you need me to."

He just continued to hold her, letting her get all of her emotions out.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-It… hurts… so much..!

It didn’t take long for her to return the embrace, her six cabled wings drooping as she sobbed more, trying so hard not to say too much on the topic… she knew how much pain it would bring you…

…A-Archangel Azrael… please… try not to let Seraph find out..! I-I don’t… want to stress him out… o-or reignite any trauma for him..! I just… can’t..! And… I… f-fuck..! It hurts..! I hate it… so much..! W-Why… must he still live..?! I… hate being… so weak..!

[angelofamber]

“I…alright.“

Azrael murmured, holding her a bit tighter. He didn’t feel it was fair to withhold the information from Gabriel, but to betray Irida’s trust…he couldn’t do that.

“You are not weak. You were hurt. That does not make you weak.”

He said the words he had said many times before to his own partner.

“I know it hurts, healing will come in its own time. And even once you think you’re healed, it’ll hurt again and again. But that does not make you weak, not in the slightest.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-I’m s-so s-sorry..!

Apologizing… why was she now apologizing..? Was it all she knew to do when things began to spiral..? She could feel her cooling systems switch on, but what good would they do now..? Spiraling… breaking down… she’d fallen so far…

…T-The pain… i-it never leaves… A-Archangel Azrael..! T-Those damned… p-phantom sensations… come back in full force..! W-What he did to me… I-I can’t forget..! N-No matter how hard I try..! This… I hate it..! I fucking hate it..!

[angelofamber]

“You have nothing to apologize for…”

Azrael’s voice was soft, holding Irida as she spoke, remaining silent. It hurt him to hear just how much she was hurting, and it hurt even more knowing he was unable to kill the monster that did this to her. So he did what he did best. Provide support from the sidelines, bring comfort in any way possible.

If he could not assist in combat, this was the least he could do.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-I…

Her body began to shudder as she hugged you tighter, all she was trying to do now was to calm down, nothing good would ever come out of breaking down like this… she knew how quickly her processors would spiral… remind her of things she didn’t need to remember…

…A-Archangel Azrael… I-I’m sorry… y-you weren’t… supposed to see me… in… s-such a vulnerable state… n-no one… should have to… see me… l-like this..! B-But… it’s… impossible for me… t-to stay sane..! H-He… broke me..! T-Took all that I was… and now… a-all that I ever will be..! A-All because… I built my body… t-to pay homage… to C-Concordia..!

[angelofamber]

“Irida.”

Azrael’s voice was a bit more stern, leaning back out of the hug to look at her “eye to eye.”

“You have nothing to apologize for. It is ok to be vulnerable, it is ok to show emotions, in fact it’s healthier to let your emotions out than bottle them all up. And what happened is not your fault. You built your body for yourself, and he had no right to take that away from you.”

His hands firmly rested on Irida’s shoulders before he moved one back to take off his helmet, setting it aside so he could look at her properly.

“You are not broken. You are hurt, and healing is possible. I promise.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…H-How long… will it take..?

She couldn’t help but shakily ask you that question while “staring” directly into your eyes, of course you wouldn’t have the answer, no one would… but she had to ask… it was driving her crazy… the torment…

…A-Archangel Azrael… it’s just… so hard to deal with this… I wish my processors never reminded me… that I… just stayed unaware… then maybe things would be easier… for everyone… I still have a job to do as Commander-In-Chief of the Lust layer armies..! They need me..! Hiding away like this… how am I supposed to lead if I’m too scared to leave..?!

[angelofamber]

“It will take a while. And as much as your companions need you, you and I both know that you will not be of much help if you are unwell. You need to take time to rest before you lead once again. I know it’s most likely not what you want to hear, but…it’s true.”

Azrael sighed before gently hugging her again.

“Healing will take a while, but it will happen, I promise. And you’re not alone.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I… understand… no wonder why they’re so protective now… more so than before…

She returns your embrace, having calmed down more, you managed to bring her back down to reality, away from the spiral that her processors were trying to force her through again… she always appreciated how much you cared and were willing to listen, no matter what…

…Archangel Azrael… I hope Seraph is healing now… I… want to be there for him… but as you said… at this point… I need to rest… I’m hurting… and… I’m scared of reigniting his trauma… you’re his lover… think you can… tell him that I’m… wishing him well..? It… would mean a lot to me…

[angelofamber]

"He is....recovering. It will take a long time, but he has slowly been feeling better."

Azrael spoke in the same softer tone as before, hugging Irida gently.

"I will tell him, do not worry...and after some time, you should speak to him yourself. I understand your concerns, but it may help."

He hummed, before leaning back out of the hug again.

"And I am always available to talk, whenever you need.. I promise"

His eyes creased up into a smile as he spoke.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Understood…

She can’t help but begin humming softly, the sound was more human than mechanical, a sign that she was a lot calmer than before, that… maybe things wouldn’t be as bad as she originally thought…

…It helps a lot to know that he’s healing… albeit slowly, it’s still happening… Archangel Azrael..! Please… do let me know when it’s a good idea to visit Seraph again..! And… I must thank you again… for always being there… it… truly does mean a lot… especially now..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded.

“Of course. The support doesn’t end with comfort either…I know it has been quite some time since you have seen me in combat, but I can assure you that I have improved. If you need my assistance in combat, I am always available. Do not hesitate to reach out.”

While he didn’t elaborate on what he meant by “combat”, it was clear what he meant, and who said combat would be against. Despite how serious his words were, he still continued to “smile”.

“You are not alone in this.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I’m glad… to see that you’ve been able to improve on such things… Archangel Azrael..!

She seemed to know about your combat abilities and at one point in the past had considered bringing you to Lust to train you… but now… it wouldn’t be necessary… she couldn’t help but “smile” back

…Knowing that… I’ve got so many beings on my side… ready to defend me… it… feels so strange, but I can’t say no to such kindness… especially now… everything that’s happened… all that I’ve done in the past… to help everyone… I guess… the favor’s being returned in a way… huh..?

[angelofamber]

“You’ve done so much for me, Gabriel, and everyone else. It’s only fair that we do the same for you. You deserve such kindness and so much more.”

Azrael nodded again, laughing a bit.

“I’m… glad we were able to speak. It had been far too long.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…It truly has been far too long, Archangel Azrael… thank you… for taking the time to be here for me…

She reaches her left hand out to you as the ends of her six wings begin to glow a light green color, for once… she felt calm… at ease… your presence had such a calming effect on her…

…I’d gladly continue to do whatever it takes for everyone else once again… you… helped give rise to who I’ve become, no longer a soulless and emotionless war machine… no… I have my reasons to fight and defend… not to mention… an actual soul has formed inside of me..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael gently took Irida’s hand into his own, laughing softly.

“You are stronger than you think, and that’s not my doing at all- you have to give yourself some more credit.”

His eyes “smiled”, his head wings fluttering around his face.

“While I may have been some help…you have become stronger on your own. Don’t forget that.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Right, I keep forgetting such things… everything that I managed to accomplish over my lifetime… on my own…

If she had a face, there would definitely be a smile on it, one of both relief and happiness… so many of these things she had forgotten… or had pushed to the side due to recent events… strength… so much of that was in her now…

…Archangel Azrael, thank you, truly… I have so many beings to thank for just… everything they’ve done… I don’t think I’d still be online… if it weren’t for you and the others constantly keeping me sane… y’know..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael's tail swayed behind him, his wings puffing up a bit.

"Again, you give me too much credit, but- you're welcome. It's the least I could do as your friend."

He let out a deep sigh, gently squeezing Irida's hand.

"And make sure to be kind to yourself...what you're dealing with now is not easy, not in the slightest. Please promise to give yourself some grace."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe..! How can I not, Archangel Azrael..? You’re a constant source of comfort for so many of us..! Please, give yourself credit for that too..!

She couldn’t help but not only squeeze your hand gently in response, but to also also her six wings to flutter slightly, showcasing just how happy and content she was

…I… will do my best… it’s as you said, things aren’t easy… far from it… but I definitely need to give myself a chance to “breathe”… and hope that things will die down…

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed a little, nodding.

"I suppose so..."

He nodded again as Irida continued to speak.

"That's all you need to do. Let yourself rest, and allow yourself to take support from others as you do."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe, I swear, you can be just as bad as me when it comes to not taking credit, Archangel Azrael..!

She joked around, her six wings fluttering again as they began glowing a mix between light green and light blue, she truly was happy and content in that moment

…Support… saying that word is so strange… but I know I need it, more than ever before… I guess… being on the frontlines constantly has made me forget things, huh..?

[angelofamber]

"When you're so busy taking care of others, I understand it feels...strange to receive support from those around you. But it is necessary for you to heal."

Azrael was happy to see her happy, to see her starting to accept help. It was something he struggled to do as well, but...he was just happy to see Irida happy.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I understand completely… and it definitely will take time for me to fully accept all the help offered to me…

She “looks” at you as a content aura surrounds her, yes, she was still very much afraid of everything, but you managed to help ground her back in reality… to help her begin to accept that in order to heal… she needs to allow support

…Archangel Azrael… I truly can’t thank you enough for being here with me… for hearing me out… and… for helping me understand these things… I really did need a voice of reason..!

[angelofamber]

"Of course! It is what I am here for, after all."

Azrael laughed again, nodding.

"And I have really missed you, truly. Gabriel has too. It had been too long since I had returned to Hell..."

The last time he was in Hell was when....no, now was not the time to dwell on that.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…You truly are so kind hearted, sometimes it’s hard to believe that you’re one of the Archangels of Death..! Ah, I hope that doesn’t offend you… I didn’t mean for it to..!

The ends of her six wings were now glowing a gradient of light green, light blue, and yellow, she was so happy and content in your presence… sometimes she couldn’t help but wonder if she truly deserved a family member like you…

…I’ve missed you and Seraph just as much..! I understand that things have been rather hectic on your end, but… the Lust layer’s always open..! No matter what..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael shook his head, his eyes smiling.

"Not offensive at all, I promise. My main role was to bring comfort to humans in their final moments, so I always needed to be there for others."

He sighed, reminiscing a bit on his old position, before the extinction of humanity. He missed it dearly.

"That is good to know....thank you. I do not know if Gabriel will be able to come to Hell any time soon, but I will let him know of your words"

He nodded, turning to put his helmet back on.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe, I guess it makes sense… you were able to help me out very nicely after all… I’m glad you weren’t here when I truly was on death’s door…

Her wings drooped a bit at the memory of her nearly dying… seeing her coding… it was so fucking scary… at least she was able to learn about the existence of her soul during that time…

…I expected as much, there’s no rush for Seraph to return to Hell at any point..! He needs time to heal… unfortunately… traveling to Heaven is something I can no longer do… so I guess you’re the messenger between us now, Archangel Azrael..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed, nodding again.

"I suppose I am, and I have no problem with this."

He sighed, his wings puffing up a bit. It couldn't be seen anymore, due to his helmet, but he was "smiling".

But he felt like he was forgetting something. Something important.....

SHIT.

Azrael quickly went tense, panicking a little. From the outside it seemed as if he had some sort of terrible realization, but...he had just forgotten to pick up Anshel from school.

"Irida, my deepest apologies, but I have just remembered I must to return to Heaven quickly-"

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe… it works for you, no offense..!

She immediately noticed your change in behavior, it worried her so she let go of your hand and “nodded”, at this point, anything regarding your family mattered more than ever

…Go on ahead, Archangel Azrael… I can tell it’s related to your family, apologies for keeping you for so long..! I’d hurry up… wouldn’t want them to worry about you any longer than needed..! Also, tell Anshel and Lailah I said hi..!

[angelofamber]

“You have nothing to apologize for, I promise, I just had forgotten that I was supposed it pick up Anshel from his school today-“

Azrael laughed, relaxing a bit as not to alarm Irida.

“I suppose I had just lost track of time…but thank you. I will make sure to return when I can, and I will tell the children you said hello!”

He nodded, bowing his head a little before making his way to the door.

“Goodbye Irida, and remember what I said. I am always one call away if you need my assistance.”

And with that, he took off, flying back up towards Heaven.

[angelofamber]

Things had been a bit hectic lately, that much was obvious, while walking the streets of Lust, you notice a familiar six winged Mindflayer peeking her “head” out from her lair, she looked… scared? When was the last time you saw her? And… what had someone as seemingly unbreakable as her so… afraid?

@lust-layer-mindflayer

Azrael was back in Lust for the first time in…a while. Not being by Gabriel’s side put him on edge after everything that had happened, but he was slowly getting used to it. So he was back here.

As he walked through the streets he paused, seeing…Irida???

He moved forward, wings puffing up a bit at the sight of her. It had been so long since the two had spoken, and he was quite happy to see her, but something was wrong.

Why was she afraid?

Azrael moved closer, waving a bit.

“Irida…? Is that you..?”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…?!

She immediately jumped in fear, the ends of her six wings glowing black on instinct, but the moment she realized who had called out to her, she calmed down, still she refused to leave her spot to float over to you, something had definitely changed

A-Archangel Azrael..! Oh… you scared me there..! It’s been a while, what brings you to Lust..? And… is Seraph doing ok..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael slowly moved to her spot, trying not to alarm her. It was clear just how on edge she was.

“It has been a while, yes…I apologize for that. Gabriel is doing alright, better, but….I presume you’ve heard what happened if you are asking.”

His voice went quiet towards the end, clearly becoming a little tense himself.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Yes, I’m… well aware of what happened… I couldn’t be more happy that Seraph is no longer in danger..! He… can finally breathe again…!

As she spoke, she moved a bit to better face you, yet as she did, you could see a strange marking on the left side of her waist… was it always there? Why was she so… off..?

…Oh, there’s no need to apologize for not visiting in a bit… I completely understand..! And… things have been… interesting around here too… if I’m being honest with you, Archangel Azrael…

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded, his gaze shifting to the marking on Irida’s waist.

“…is everything alright? If you don’t mind me asking- you just seem tense. I am sorry if I am overstepping-“

He spoke quickly, not wanting to upset her but unable to mask his concern.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…O-Oh..! Well… umm… I-

She seemed to struggle with getting the right words out, at the same time, you could see her left set of wings immediately shield her body from view, an action that was definitely new, after a minute, she “exhaled” and beckoned for you to come into her lair

…I… think it’s best if… I explain everything… in the comfort of my lair… Archangel Azrael… please… do come in..! And… don’t be… too surprised by the… increase in security… ok..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael slowly nodded again, following after her as they walked inside. He was even more worried now, but he tried his best to hide it, not wanting to put Irida in a position where she was uncomfortable.

The increase in security did nothing but raise his concern once again. What had happened in the time he had been away...?

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Please, take a seat… and… don’t worry about the life support machines nearby..! They… uh… aren’t needed right now..!

While speaking, she situates herself onto a bed, it looked like a cot of sorts, right next to it was a chair which was definitely used for beings who came to visit her… taking a “breath”, she steadies herself and “looks” at you, her body shaking slightly

…Archangel Azrael… I… had to go to the Violence layer not too long ago… to retrieve the remains of my deceased younger brother figure… Lieutenant Mindflayer “Pothos”… who was slaughtered by Mannequins… but… that mission… it… I not only was on death’s door when I was rescued but… I also encountered someone from… decades past… I… let’s just say… Seraph and I… have something in common… but I wasn’t aware until a month ago… my processors kept it hidden… and then the mission happened…

[angelofamber]

Azrael moved over, his tail gently swishing behind him as he sat down. He listened to everything Irida said, feeling his heart drop.

“Irida, I- I’m so sorry…”

His vision shifted to scan over her body, looking for injuries. She seemed alright, but that didn’t help quell his worries.

“I wish I had known sooner, I’m sorry I couldn’t have been of more assistance-“

He was caring for Gabriel at the time, there was no way he could have been able to help, but that didn’t stop him from feeling a little guilty. He just wished he could have helped his friend, but he couldn’t, and now she was hurt.

“The person who hurt you, they’re…gone?”

He didn’t say it outright, but he hoped deep down that they were dead and buried.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I wish I had known sooner too… it all happened decades ago… after The Final War ended… when I decided to take the plunge into Hell… chose the Lust layer… and… right after I built my body… that’s when it happened… for five years… maybe even longer… the timeline is still blurry…

She “looks” down while speaking, the ends of her six wings glowing a mix of dark blue and dark purple, it was easy to tell that she was holding back sobs, trying to stay strong… she needed as many beings as possible to know… because he was hunting and haunting her…

…Unfortunately, Archangel Azrael… he… still lives… I… encountered him in the Violence layer during my mission… I didn’t know he was the one… my processors had blurred out the culprit… until he said his name… then it all became clear again… a sadistic fallen Seraphim… his name… is… S-Samyaza…

[angelofamber]

Upon hearing that the monster who had hurt Irida was still alive, Azrael’s wings twitched. His expression wasn’t clear due to his helm, but he was furious.

He didn’t recognize the name, but he didn’t recognize most names. But if he was a fallen seraph….

“Do you know where he resides?”

His voice was…colder than before. His anger was very obvious in his tone, his foot starting to tap against the ground.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…It… seems like he’s posted himself up in the first level of the Violence layer… that’s… where I encountered him… but… he… hides himself in impenetrable darkness… and… I wouldn’t be surprised if… he can return to Heaven… through shady means…

Just recalling these things hurt and scared her, but she needed you to know… even if this was just the first half… the other half… she hated even more… especially since you’d be familiar with such a thing… because of Seraph…

…A-Archangel Azrael… the thing is… and I’m sure you’re familiar with this… because of Seraph… but… Samyaza… he’s… next to impossible to kill… it seems like all Seraphim are… h-he regenerates at an alarming speed… no matter what you do to him… nothing works… not even the combined brutality of Hell and V1… working together… could bring him down…

[angelofamber]

As Azrael listened, his concern grew, his foot still tapping against the floor.

“There has to be something we can do. There has to be.”

His voice was quiet, but it was not meek. The anger in his tone was still quite prominent, his wings pulled tight to his back.

“I refuse to believe this is a hopeless situation.”

He started fidgeting with his hands. He needed to know how he could help, he needed to know how he could be of assistance. He wasn’t able to help when Irida needed it most, so he had to help now.

He couldn’t just stand by and be useless.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I wish I knew if there was something that could be done..! But… every option seems to lead to the same outcome… he slips back into the darkness and regenerates… only to come back like nothing ever happened… at this point… who knows what he’s doing… I’m… no longer safe…

Her six wings move slightly as they begin to glow black, the more she speaks, the more nervous she becomes… every word he said to her that day… in the Violence layer… it never left her processors… especially that final threat…

…Archangel Azrael… before I was finally saved by everyone involved… he… shouted out a final threat… that… no matter where I go… he’d find me… be it Heaven, Earth, Purgatory, or Hell… I… can’t leave… he… wants me back in his grasp… for all eternity… and would most likely take me away… while all of you watch… or worse… usually he says no witnesses but… that day… in Violence… he was so close… to desecrating me again…

[angelofamber]

Azrael stood up from his chair for a moment, seeing how nervous Irida had become. He stepped forward, hesitating for a moment before gently hugging her, remaining silent for a little bit before speaking again.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there to help you. I should have, I....you should have never gone through that."

His hands trembled a bit, the anger dissipating from his tone and being replaced by what seemed like...guilt?

"I may not be able to kill him, but I will make sure to defend you to the best of my ability. I promise."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-

She paused the moment you embraced her, it was at that point where holding back those sob like sounds was impossible… so she just let herself cry… she didn’t care how weak and vulnerable it made her look… comfort was needed… and you were there to provide it…

…A-Archangel Azrael… d-don’t blame yourself for… n-not being there..! I-It’s ok..! I-I told everyone involved not to follow..! U-Until things… got dire..! W-We didn’t know… h-he was down there..! W-Waiting..! H-He… ordered those mannequins to kill Pothos..! In order to… l-lure me out..! I-I… thank you..! F-For wanting to… p-protect me..! I-It… means a lot… to h-have you… ready and willing..! Y-You’re such… a reliable f-family member..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael just hugged her as she cried, not saying a word. In this moment, what was best was to just comfort Irida, and let her know that he was there, and would always be there for her. No matter what.

"It's the least I could do...I'll always be here to support you, however you need me to."

He just continued to hold her, letting her get all of her emotions out.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-It… hurts… so much..!

It didn’t take long for her to return the embrace, her six cabled wings drooping as she sobbed more, trying so hard not to say too much on the topic… she knew how much pain it would bring you…

…A-Archangel Azrael… please… try not to let Seraph find out..! I-I don’t… want to stress him out… o-or reignite any trauma for him..! I just… can’t..! And… I… f-fuck..! It hurts..! I hate it… so much..! W-Why… must he still live..?! I… hate being… so weak..!

[angelofamber]

“I…alright.“

Azrael murmured, holding her a bit tighter. He didn’t feel it was fair to withhold the information from Gabriel, but to betray Irida’s trust…he couldn’t do that.

“You are not weak. You were hurt. That does not make you weak.”

He said the words he had said many times before to his own partner.

“I know it hurts, healing will come in its own time. And even once you think you’re healed, it’ll hurt again and again. But that does not make you weak, not in the slightest.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-I’m s-so s-sorry..!

Apologizing… why was she now apologizing..? Was it all she knew to do when things began to spiral..? She could feel her cooling systems switch on, but what good would they do now..? Spiraling… breaking down… she’d fallen so far…

…T-The pain… i-it never leaves… A-Archangel Azrael..! T-Those damned… p-phantom sensations… come back in full force..! W-What he did to me… I-I can’t forget..! N-No matter how hard I try..! This… I hate it..! I fucking hate it..!

[angelofamber]

“You have nothing to apologize for…”

Azrael’s voice was soft, holding Irida as she spoke, remaining silent. It hurt him to hear just how much she was hurting, and it hurt even more knowing he was unable to kill the monster that did this to her. So he did what he did best. Provide support from the sidelines, bring comfort in any way possible.

If he could not assist in combat, this was the least he could do.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-I…

Her body began to shudder as she hugged you tighter, all she was trying to do now was to calm down, nothing good would ever come out of breaking down like this… she knew how quickly her processors would spiral… remind her of things she didn’t need to remember…

…A-Archangel Azrael… I-I’m sorry… y-you weren’t… supposed to see me… in… s-such a vulnerable state… n-no one… should have to… see me… l-like this..! B-But… it’s… impossible for me… t-to stay sane..! H-He… broke me..! T-Took all that I was… and now… a-all that I ever will be..! A-All because… I built my body… t-to pay homage… to C-Concordia..!

[angelofamber]

“Irida.”

Azrael’s voice was a bit more stern, leaning back out of the hug to look at her “eye to eye.”

“You have nothing to apologize for. It is ok to be vulnerable, it is ok to show emotions, in fact it’s healthier to let your emotions out than bottle them all up. And what happened is not your fault. You built your body for yourself, and he had no right to take that away from you.”

His hands firmly rested on Irida’s shoulders before he moved one back to take off his helmet, setting it aside so he could look at her properly.

“You are not broken. You are hurt, and healing is possible. I promise.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…H-How long… will it take..?

She couldn’t help but shakily ask you that question while “staring” directly into your eyes, of course you wouldn’t have the answer, no one would… but she had to ask… it was driving her crazy… the torment…

…A-Archangel Azrael… it’s just… so hard to deal with this… I wish my processors never reminded me… that I… just stayed unaware… then maybe things would be easier… for everyone… I still have a job to do as Commander-In-Chief of the Lust layer armies..! They need me..! Hiding away like this… how am I supposed to lead if I’m too scared to leave..?!

[angelofamber]

“It will take a while. And as much as your companions need you, you and I both know that you will not be of much help if you are unwell. You need to take time to rest before you lead once again. I know it’s most likely not what you want to hear, but…it’s true.”

Azrael sighed before gently hugging her again.

“Healing will take a while, but it will happen, I promise. And you’re not alone.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I… understand… no wonder why they’re so protective now… more so than before…

She returns your embrace, having calmed down more, you managed to bring her back down to reality, away from the spiral that her processors were trying to force her through again… she always appreciated how much you cared and were willing to listen, no matter what…

…Archangel Azrael… I hope Seraph is healing now… I… want to be there for him… but as you said… at this point… I need to rest… I’m hurting… and… I’m scared of reigniting his trauma… you’re his lover… think you can… tell him that I’m… wishing him well..? It… would mean a lot to me…

[angelofamber]

"He is....recovering. It will take a long time, but he has slowly been feeling better."

Azrael spoke in the same softer tone as before, hugging Irida gently.

"I will tell him, do not worry...and after some time, you should speak to him yourself. I understand your concerns, but it may help."

He hummed, before leaning back out of the hug again.

"And I am always available to talk, whenever you need.. I promise"

His eyes creased up into a smile as he spoke.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Understood…

She can’t help but begin humming softly, the sound was more human than mechanical, a sign that she was a lot calmer than before, that… maybe things wouldn’t be as bad as she originally thought…

…It helps a lot to know that he’s healing… albeit slowly, it’s still happening… Archangel Azrael..! Please… do let me know when it’s a good idea to visit Seraph again..! And… I must thank you again… for always being there… it… truly does mean a lot… especially now..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded.

“Of course. The support doesn’t end with comfort either…I know it has been quite some time since you have seen me in combat, but I can assure you that I have improved. If you need my assistance in combat, I am always available. Do not hesitate to reach out.”

While he didn’t elaborate on what he meant by “combat”, it was clear what he meant, and who said combat would be against. Despite how serious his words were, he still continued to “smile”.

“You are not alone in this.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I’m glad… to see that you’ve been able to improve on such things… Archangel Azrael..!

She seemed to know about your combat abilities and at one point in the past had considered bringing you to Lust to train you… but now… it wouldn’t be necessary… she couldn’t help but “smile” back

…Knowing that… I’ve got so many beings on my side… ready to defend me… it… feels so strange, but I can’t say no to such kindness… especially now… everything that’s happened… all that I’ve done in the past… to help everyone… I guess… the favor’s being returned in a way… huh..?

[angelofamber]

“You’ve done so much for me, Gabriel, and everyone else. It’s only fair that we do the same for you. You deserve such kindness and so much more.”

Azrael nodded again, laughing a bit.

“I’m… glad we were able to speak. It had been far too long.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…It truly has been far too long, Archangel Azrael… thank you… for taking the time to be here for me…

She reaches her left hand out to you as the ends of her six wings begin to glow a light green color, for once… she felt calm… at ease… your presence had such a calming effect on her…

…I’d gladly continue to do whatever it takes for everyone else once again… you… helped give rise to who I’ve become, no longer a soulless and emotionless war machine… no… I have my reasons to fight and defend… not to mention… an actual soul has formed inside of me..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael gently took Irida’s hand into his own, laughing softly.

“You are stronger than you think, and that’s not my doing at all- you have to give yourself some more credit.”

His eyes “smiled”, his head wings fluttering around his face.

“While I may have been some help…you have become stronger on your own. Don’t forget that.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Right, I keep forgetting such things… everything that I managed to accomplish over my lifetime… on my own…

If she had a face, there would definitely be a smile on it, one of both relief and happiness… so many of these things she had forgotten… or had pushed to the side due to recent events… strength… so much of that was in her now…

…Archangel Azrael, thank you, truly… I have so many beings to thank for just… everything they’ve done… I don’t think I’d still be online… if it weren’t for you and the others constantly keeping me sane… y’know..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael's tail swayed behind him, his wings puffing up a bit.

"Again, you give me too much credit, but- you're welcome. It's the least I could do as your friend."

He let out a deep sigh, gently squeezing Irida's hand.

"And make sure to be kind to yourself...what you're dealing with now is not easy, not in the slightest. Please promise to give yourself some grace."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe..! How can I not, Archangel Azrael..? You’re a constant source of comfort for so many of us..! Please, give yourself credit for that too..!

She couldn’t help but not only squeeze your hand gently in response, but to also also her six wings to flutter slightly, showcasing just how happy and content she was

…I… will do my best… it’s as you said, things aren’t easy… far from it… but I definitely need to give myself a chance to “breathe”… and hope that things will die down…

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed a little, nodding.

"I suppose so..."

He nodded again as Irida continued to speak.

"That's all you need to do. Let yourself rest, and allow yourself to take support from others as you do."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe, I swear, you can be just as bad as me when it comes to not taking credit, Archangel Azrael..!

She joked around, her six wings fluttering again as they began glowing a mix between light green and light blue, she truly was happy and content in that moment

…Support… saying that word is so strange… but I know I need it, more than ever before… I guess… being on the frontlines constantly has made me forget things, huh..?

[angelofamber]

"When you're so busy taking care of others, I understand it feels...strange to receive support from those around you. But it is necessary for you to heal."

Azrael was happy to see her happy, to see her starting to accept help. It was something he struggled to do as well, but...he was just happy to see Irida happy.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I understand completely… and it definitely will take time for me to fully accept all the help offered to me…

She “looks” at you as a content aura surrounds her, yes, she was still very much afraid of everything, but you managed to help ground her back in reality… to help her begin to accept that in order to heal… she needs to allow support

…Archangel Azrael… I truly can’t thank you enough for being here with me… for hearing me out… and… for helping me understand these things… I really did need a voice of reason..!

[angelofamber]

"Of course! It is what I am here for, after all."

Azrael laughed again, nodding.

"And I have really missed you, truly. Gabriel has too. It had been too long since I had returned to Hell..."

The last time he was in Hell was when....no, now was not the time to dwell on that.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…You truly are so kind hearted, sometimes it’s hard to believe that you’re one of the Archangels of Death..! Ah, I hope that doesn’t offend you… I didn’t mean for it to..!

The ends of her six wings were now glowing a gradient of light green, light blue, and yellow, she was so happy and content in your presence… sometimes she couldn’t help but wonder if she truly deserved a family member like you…

…I’ve missed you and Seraph just as much..! I understand that things have been rather hectic on your end, but… the Lust layer’s always open..! No matter what..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael shook his head, his eyes smiling.

"Not offensive at all, I promise. My main role was to bring comfort to humans in their final moments, so I always needed to be there for others."

He sighed, reminiscing a bit on his old position, before the extinction of humanity. He missed it dearly.

"That is good to know....thank you. I do not know if Gabriel will be able to come to Hell any time soon, but I will let him know of your words"

He nodded, turning to put his helmet back on.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe, I guess it makes sense… you were able to help me out very nicely after all… I’m glad you weren’t here when I truly was on death’s door…

Her wings drooped a bit at the memory of her nearly dying… seeing her coding… it was so fucking scary… at least she was able to learn about the existence of her soul during that time…

…I expected as much, there’s no rush for Seraph to return to Hell at any point..! He needs time to heal… unfortunately… traveling to Heaven is something I can no longer do… so I guess you’re the messenger between us now, Archangel Azrael..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed, nodding again.

"I suppose I am, and I have no problem with this."

He sighed, his wings puffing up a bit. It couldn't be seen anymore, due to his helmet, but he was "smiling".

But he felt like he was forgetting something. Something important.....

SHIT.

Azrael quickly went tense, panicking a little. From the outside it seemed as if he had some sort of terrible realization, but...he had just forgotten to pick up Anshel from school.

"Irida, my deepest apologies, but I have just remembered I must to return to Heaven quickly-"

[angelofamber]

Things had been a bit hectic lately, that much was obvious, while walking the streets of Lust, you notice a familiar six winged Mindflayer peeking her “head” out from her lair, she looked… scared? When was the last time you saw her? And… what had someone as seemingly unbreakable as her so… afraid?

@lust-layer-mindflayer

Azrael was back in Lust for the first time in…a while. Not being by Gabriel’s side put him on edge after everything that had happened, but he was slowly getting used to it. So he was back here.

As he walked through the streets he paused, seeing…Irida???

He moved forward, wings puffing up a bit at the sight of her. It had been so long since the two had spoken, and he was quite happy to see her, but something was wrong.

Why was she afraid?

Azrael moved closer, waving a bit.

“Irida…? Is that you..?”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…?!

She immediately jumped in fear, the ends of her six wings glowing black on instinct, but the moment she realized who had called out to her, she calmed down, still she refused to leave her spot to float over to you, something had definitely changed

A-Archangel Azrael..! Oh… you scared me there..! It’s been a while, what brings you to Lust..? And… is Seraph doing ok..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael slowly moved to her spot, trying not to alarm her. It was clear just how on edge she was.

“It has been a while, yes…I apologize for that. Gabriel is doing alright, better, but….I presume you’ve heard what happened if you are asking.”

His voice went quiet towards the end, clearly becoming a little tense himself.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Yes, I’m… well aware of what happened… I couldn’t be more happy that Seraph is no longer in danger..! He… can finally breathe again…!

As she spoke, she moved a bit to better face you, yet as she did, you could see a strange marking on the left side of her waist… was it always there? Why was she so… off..?

…Oh, there’s no need to apologize for not visiting in a bit… I completely understand..! And… things have been… interesting around here too… if I’m being honest with you, Archangel Azrael…

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded, his gaze shifting to the marking on Irida’s waist.

“…is everything alright? If you don’t mind me asking- you just seem tense. I am sorry if I am overstepping-“

He spoke quickly, not wanting to upset her but unable to mask his concern.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…O-Oh..! Well… umm… I-

She seemed to struggle with getting the right words out, at the same time, you could see her left set of wings immediately shield her body from view, an action that was definitely new, after a minute, she “exhaled” and beckoned for you to come into her lair

…I… think it’s best if… I explain everything… in the comfort of my lair… Archangel Azrael… please… do come in..! And… don’t be… too surprised by the… increase in security… ok..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael slowly nodded again, following after her as they walked inside. He was even more worried now, but he tried his best to hide it, not wanting to put Irida in a position where she was uncomfortable.

The increase in security did nothing but raise his concern once again. What had happened in the time he had been away...?

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Please, take a seat… and… don’t worry about the life support machines nearby..! They… uh… aren’t needed right now..!

While speaking, she situates herself onto a bed, it looked like a cot of sorts, right next to it was a chair which was definitely used for beings who came to visit her… taking a “breath”, she steadies herself and “looks” at you, her body shaking slightly

…Archangel Azrael… I… had to go to the Violence layer not too long ago… to retrieve the remains of my deceased younger brother figure… Lieutenant Mindflayer “Pothos”… who was slaughtered by Mannequins… but… that mission… it… I not only was on death’s door when I was rescued but… I also encountered someone from… decades past… I… let’s just say… Seraph and I… have something in common… but I wasn’t aware until a month ago… my processors kept it hidden… and then the mission happened…

[angelofamber]

Azrael moved over, his tail gently swishing behind him as he sat down. He listened to everything Irida said, feeling his heart drop.

“Irida, I- I’m so sorry…”

His vision shifted to scan over her body, looking for injuries. She seemed alright, but that didn’t help quell his worries.

“I wish I had known sooner, I’m sorry I couldn’t have been of more assistance-“

He was caring for Gabriel at the time, there was no way he could have been able to help, but that didn’t stop him from feeling a little guilty. He just wished he could have helped his friend, but he couldn’t, and now she was hurt.

“The person who hurt you, they’re…gone?”

He didn’t say it outright, but he hoped deep down that they were dead and buried.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I wish I had known sooner too… it all happened decades ago… after The Final War ended… when I decided to take the plunge into Hell… chose the Lust layer… and… right after I built my body… that’s when it happened… for five years… maybe even longer… the timeline is still blurry…

She “looks” down while speaking, the ends of her six wings glowing a mix of dark blue and dark purple, it was easy to tell that she was holding back sobs, trying to stay strong… she needed as many beings as possible to know… because he was hunting and haunting her…

…Unfortunately, Archangel Azrael… he… still lives… I… encountered him in the Violence layer during my mission… I didn’t know he was the one… my processors had blurred out the culprit… until he said his name… then it all became clear again… a sadistic fallen Seraphim… his name… is… S-Samyaza…

[angelofamber]

Upon hearing that the monster who had hurt Irida was still alive, Azrael’s wings twitched. His expression wasn’t clear due to his helm, but he was furious.

He didn’t recognize the name, but he didn’t recognize most names. But if he was a fallen seraph….

“Do you know where he resides?”

His voice was…colder than before. His anger was very obvious in his tone, his foot starting to tap against the ground.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…It… seems like he’s posted himself up in the first level of the Violence layer… that’s… where I encountered him… but… he… hides himself in impenetrable darkness… and… I wouldn’t be surprised if… he can return to Heaven… through shady means…

Just recalling these things hurt and scared her, but she needed you to know… even if this was just the first half… the other half… she hated even more… especially since you’d be familiar with such a thing… because of Seraph…

…A-Archangel Azrael… the thing is… and I’m sure you’re familiar with this… because of Seraph… but… Samyaza… he’s… next to impossible to kill… it seems like all Seraphim are… h-he regenerates at an alarming speed… no matter what you do to him… nothing works… not even the combined brutality of Hell and V1… working together… could bring him down…

[angelofamber]

As Azrael listened, his concern grew, his foot still tapping against the floor.

“There has to be something we can do. There has to be.”

His voice was quiet, but it was not meek. The anger in his tone was still quite prominent, his wings pulled tight to his back.

“I refuse to believe this is a hopeless situation.”

He started fidgeting with his hands. He needed to know how he could help, he needed to know how he could be of assistance. He wasn’t able to help when Irida needed it most, so he had to help now.

He couldn’t just stand by and be useless.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I wish I knew if there was something that could be done..! But… every option seems to lead to the same outcome… he slips back into the darkness and regenerates… only to come back like nothing ever happened… at this point… who knows what he’s doing… I’m… no longer safe…

Her six wings move slightly as they begin to glow black, the more she speaks, the more nervous she becomes… every word he said to her that day… in the Violence layer… it never left her processors… especially that final threat…

…Archangel Azrael… before I was finally saved by everyone involved… he… shouted out a final threat… that… no matter where I go… he’d find me… be it Heaven, Earth, Purgatory, or Hell… I… can’t leave… he… wants me back in his grasp… for all eternity… and would most likely take me away… while all of you watch… or worse… usually he says no witnesses but… that day… in Violence… he was so close… to desecrating me again…

[angelofamber]

Azrael stood up from his chair for a moment, seeing how nervous Irida had become. He stepped forward, hesitating for a moment before gently hugging her, remaining silent for a little bit before speaking again.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there to help you. I should have, I....you should have never gone through that."

His hands trembled a bit, the anger dissipating from his tone and being replaced by what seemed like...guilt?

"I may not be able to kill him, but I will make sure to defend you to the best of my ability. I promise."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-

She paused the moment you embraced her, it was at that point where holding back those sob like sounds was impossible… so she just let herself cry… she didn’t care how weak and vulnerable it made her look… comfort was needed… and you were there to provide it…

…A-Archangel Azrael… d-don’t blame yourself for… n-not being there..! I-It’s ok..! I-I told everyone involved not to follow..! U-Until things… got dire..! W-We didn’t know… h-he was down there..! W-Waiting..! H-He… ordered those mannequins to kill Pothos..! In order to… l-lure me out..! I-I… thank you..! F-For wanting to… p-protect me..! I-It… means a lot… to h-have you… ready and willing..! Y-You’re such… a reliable f-family member..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael just hugged her as she cried, not saying a word. In this moment, what was best was to just comfort Irida, and let her know that he was there, and would always be there for her. No matter what.

"It's the least I could do...I'll always be here to support you, however you need me to."

He just continued to hold her, letting her get all of her emotions out.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-It… hurts… so much..!

It didn’t take long for her to return the embrace, her six cabled wings drooping as she sobbed more, trying so hard not to say too much on the topic… she knew how much pain it would bring you…

…A-Archangel Azrael… please… try not to let Seraph find out..! I-I don’t… want to stress him out… o-or reignite any trauma for him..! I just… can’t..! And… I… f-fuck..! It hurts..! I hate it… so much..! W-Why… must he still live..?! I… hate being… so weak..!

[angelofamber]

“I…alright.“

Azrael murmured, holding her a bit tighter. He didn’t feel it was fair to withhold the information from Gabriel, but to betray Irida’s trust…he couldn’t do that.

“You are not weak. You were hurt. That does not make you weak.”

He said the words he had said many times before to his own partner.

“I know it hurts, healing will come in its own time. And even once you think you’re healed, it’ll hurt again and again. But that does not make you weak, not in the slightest.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-I’m s-so s-sorry..!

Apologizing… why was she now apologizing..? Was it all she knew to do when things began to spiral..? She could feel her cooling systems switch on, but what good would they do now..? Spiraling… breaking down… she’d fallen so far…

…T-The pain… i-it never leaves… A-Archangel Azrael..! T-Those damned… p-phantom sensations… come back in full force..! W-What he did to me… I-I can’t forget..! N-No matter how hard I try..! This… I hate it..! I fucking hate it..!

[angelofamber]

“You have nothing to apologize for…”

Azrael’s voice was soft, holding Irida as she spoke, remaining silent. It hurt him to hear just how much she was hurting, and it hurt even more knowing he was unable to kill the monster that did this to her. So he did what he did best. Provide support from the sidelines, bring comfort in any way possible.

If he could not assist in combat, this was the least he could do.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-I…

Her body began to shudder as she hugged you tighter, all she was trying to do now was to calm down, nothing good would ever come out of breaking down like this… she knew how quickly her processors would spiral… remind her of things she didn’t need to remember…

…A-Archangel Azrael… I-I’m sorry… y-you weren’t… supposed to see me… in… s-such a vulnerable state… n-no one… should have to… see me… l-like this..! B-But… it’s… impossible for me… t-to stay sane..! H-He… broke me..! T-Took all that I was… and now… a-all that I ever will be..! A-All because… I built my body… t-to pay homage… to C-Concordia..!

[angelofamber]

“Irida.”

Azrael’s voice was a bit more stern, leaning back out of the hug to look at her “eye to eye.”

“You have nothing to apologize for. It is ok to be vulnerable, it is ok to show emotions, in fact it’s healthier to let your emotions out than bottle them all up. And what happened is not your fault. You built your body for yourself, and he had no right to take that away from you.”

His hands firmly rested on Irida’s shoulders before he moved one back to take off his helmet, setting it aside so he could look at her properly.

“You are not broken. You are hurt, and healing is possible. I promise.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…H-How long… will it take..?

She couldn’t help but shakily ask you that question while “staring” directly into your eyes, of course you wouldn’t have the answer, no one would… but she had to ask… it was driving her crazy… the torment…

…A-Archangel Azrael… it’s just… so hard to deal with this… I wish my processors never reminded me… that I… just stayed unaware… then maybe things would be easier… for everyone… I still have a job to do as Commander-In-Chief of the Lust layer armies..! They need me..! Hiding away like this… how am I supposed to lead if I’m too scared to leave..?!

[angelofamber]

“It will take a while. And as much as your companions need you, you and I both know that you will not be of much help if you are unwell. You need to take time to rest before you lead once again. I know it’s most likely not what you want to hear, but…it’s true.”

Azrael sighed before gently hugging her again.

“Healing will take a while, but it will happen, I promise. And you’re not alone.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I… understand… no wonder why they’re so protective now… more so than before…

She returns your embrace, having calmed down more, you managed to bring her back down to reality, away from the spiral that her processors were trying to force her through again… she always appreciated how much you cared and were willing to listen, no matter what…

…Archangel Azrael… I hope Seraph is healing now… I… want to be there for him… but as you said… at this point… I need to rest… I’m hurting… and… I’m scared of reigniting his trauma… you’re his lover… think you can… tell him that I’m… wishing him well..? It… would mean a lot to me…

[angelofamber]

"He is....recovering. It will take a long time, but he has slowly been feeling better."

Azrael spoke in the same softer tone as before, hugging Irida gently.

"I will tell him, do not worry...and after some time, you should speak to him yourself. I understand your concerns, but it may help."

He hummed, before leaning back out of the hug again.

"And I am always available to talk, whenever you need.. I promise"

His eyes creased up into a smile as he spoke.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Understood…

She can’t help but begin humming softly, the sound was more human than mechanical, a sign that she was a lot calmer than before, that… maybe things wouldn’t be as bad as she originally thought…

…It helps a lot to know that he’s healing… albeit slowly, it’s still happening… Archangel Azrael..! Please… do let me know when it’s a good idea to visit Seraph again..! And… I must thank you again… for always being there… it… truly does mean a lot… especially now..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded.

“Of course. The support doesn’t end with comfort either…I know it has been quite some time since you have seen me in combat, but I can assure you that I have improved. If you need my assistance in combat, I am always available. Do not hesitate to reach out.”

While he didn’t elaborate on what he meant by “combat”, it was clear what he meant, and who said combat would be against. Despite how serious his words were, he still continued to “smile”.

“You are not alone in this.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I’m glad… to see that you’ve been able to improve on such things… Archangel Azrael..!

She seemed to know about your combat abilities and at one point in the past had considered bringing you to Lust to train you… but now… it wouldn’t be necessary… she couldn’t help but “smile” back

…Knowing that… I’ve got so many beings on my side… ready to defend me… it… feels so strange, but I can’t say no to such kindness… especially now… everything that’s happened… all that I’ve done in the past… to help everyone… I guess… the favor’s being returned in a way… huh..?

[angelofamber]

“You’ve done so much for me, Gabriel, and everyone else. It’s only fair that we do the same for you. You deserve such kindness and so much more.”

Azrael nodded again, laughing a bit.

“I’m… glad we were able to speak. It had been far too long.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…It truly has been far too long, Archangel Azrael… thank you… for taking the time to be here for me…

She reaches her left hand out to you as the ends of her six wings begin to glow a light green color, for once… she felt calm… at ease… your presence had such a calming effect on her…

…I’d gladly continue to do whatever it takes for everyone else once again… you… helped give rise to who I’ve become, no longer a soulless and emotionless war machine… no… I have my reasons to fight and defend… not to mention… an actual soul has formed inside of me..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael gently took Irida’s hand into his own, laughing softly.

“You are stronger than you think, and that’s not my doing at all- you have to give yourself some more credit.”

His eyes “smiled”, his head wings fluttering around his face.

“While I may have been some help…you have become stronger on your own. Don’t forget that.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Right, I keep forgetting such things… everything that I managed to accomplish over my lifetime… on my own…

If she had a face, there would definitely be a smile on it, one of both relief and happiness… so many of these things she had forgotten… or had pushed to the side due to recent events… strength… so much of that was in her now…

…Archangel Azrael, thank you, truly… I have so many beings to thank for just… everything they’ve done… I don’t think I’d still be online… if it weren’t for you and the others constantly keeping me sane… y’know..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael's tail swayed behind him, his wings puffing up a bit.

"Again, you give me too much credit, but- you're welcome. It's the least I could do as your friend."

He let out a deep sigh, gently squeezing Irida's hand.

"And make sure to be kind to yourself...what you're dealing with now is not easy, not in the slightest. Please promise to give yourself some grace."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe..! How can I not, Archangel Azrael..? You’re a constant source of comfort for so many of us..! Please, give yourself credit for that too..!

She couldn’t help but not only squeeze your hand gently in response, but to also also her six wings to flutter slightly, showcasing just how happy and content she was

…I… will do my best… it’s as you said, things aren’t easy… far from it… but I definitely need to give myself a chance to “breathe”… and hope that things will die down…

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed a little, nodding.

"I suppose so..."

He nodded again as Irida continued to speak.

"That's all you need to do. Let yourself rest, and allow yourself to take support from others as you do."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe, I swear, you can be just as bad as me when it comes to not taking credit, Archangel Azrael..!

She joked around, her six wings fluttering again as they began glowing a mix between light green and light blue, she truly was happy and content in that moment

…Support… saying that word is so strange… but I know I need it, more than ever before… I guess… being on the frontlines constantly has made me forget things, huh..?

[angelofamber]

"When you're so busy taking care of others, I understand it feels...strange to receive support from those around you. But it is necessary for you to heal."

Azrael was happy to see her happy, to see her starting to accept help. It was something he struggled to do as well, but...he was just happy to see Irida happy.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I understand completely… and it definitely will take time for me to fully accept all the help offered to me…

She “looks” at you as a content aura surrounds her, yes, she was still very much afraid of everything, but you managed to help ground her back in reality… to help her begin to accept that in order to heal… she needs to allow support

…Archangel Azrael… I truly can’t thank you enough for being here with me… for hearing me out… and… for helping me understand these things… I really did need a voice of reason..!

[angelofamber]

"Of course! It is what I am here for, after all."

Azrael laughed again, nodding.

"And I have really missed you, truly. Gabriel has too. It had been too long since I had returned to Hell..."

The last time he was in Hell was when....no, now was not the time to dwell on that.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…You truly are so kind hearted, sometimes it’s hard to believe that you’re one of the Archangels of Death..! Ah, I hope that doesn’t offend you… I didn’t mean for it to..!

The ends of her six wings were now glowing a gradient of light green, light blue, and yellow, she was so happy and content in your presence… sometimes she couldn’t help but wonder if she truly deserved a family member like you…

…I’ve missed you and Seraph just as much..! I understand that things have been rather hectic on your end, but… the Lust layer’s always open..! No matter what..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael shook his head, his eyes smiling.

"Not offensive at all, I promise. My main role was to bring comfort to humans in their final moments, so I always needed to be there for others."

He sighed, reminiscing a bit on his old position, before the extinction of humanity. He missed it dearly.

"That is good to know....thank you. I do not know if Gabriel will be able to come to Hell any time soon, but I will let him know of your words"

He nodded, turning to put his helmet back on.

[angelofamber]

Things had been a bit hectic lately, that much was obvious, while walking the streets of Lust, you notice a familiar six winged Mindflayer peeking her “head” out from her lair, she looked… scared? When was the last time you saw her? And… what had someone as seemingly unbreakable as her so… afraid?

@lust-layer-mindflayer

Azrael was back in Lust for the first time in…a while. Not being by Gabriel’s side put him on edge after everything that had happened, but he was slowly getting used to it. So he was back here.

As he walked through the streets he paused, seeing…Irida???

He moved forward, wings puffing up a bit at the sight of her. It had been so long since the two had spoken, and he was quite happy to see her, but something was wrong.

Why was she afraid?

Azrael moved closer, waving a bit.

“Irida…? Is that you..?”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…?!

She immediately jumped in fear, the ends of her six wings glowing black on instinct, but the moment she realized who had called out to her, she calmed down, still she refused to leave her spot to float over to you, something had definitely changed

A-Archangel Azrael..! Oh… you scared me there..! It’s been a while, what brings you to Lust..? And… is Seraph doing ok..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael slowly moved to her spot, trying not to alarm her. It was clear just how on edge she was.

“It has been a while, yes…I apologize for that. Gabriel is doing alright, better, but….I presume you’ve heard what happened if you are asking.”

His voice went quiet towards the end, clearly becoming a little tense himself.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Yes, I’m… well aware of what happened… I couldn’t be more happy that Seraph is no longer in danger..! He… can finally breathe again…!

As she spoke, she moved a bit to better face you, yet as she did, you could see a strange marking on the left side of her waist… was it always there? Why was she so… off..?

…Oh, there’s no need to apologize for not visiting in a bit… I completely understand..! And… things have been… interesting around here too… if I’m being honest with you, Archangel Azrael…

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded, his gaze shifting to the marking on Irida’s waist.

“…is everything alright? If you don’t mind me asking- you just seem tense. I am sorry if I am overstepping-“

He spoke quickly, not wanting to upset her but unable to mask his concern.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…O-Oh..! Well… umm… I-

She seemed to struggle with getting the right words out, at the same time, you could see her left set of wings immediately shield her body from view, an action that was definitely new, after a minute, she “exhaled” and beckoned for you to come into her lair

…I… think it’s best if… I explain everything… in the comfort of my lair… Archangel Azrael… please… do come in..! And… don’t be… too surprised by the… increase in security… ok..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael slowly nodded again, following after her as they walked inside. He was even more worried now, but he tried his best to hide it, not wanting to put Irida in a position where she was uncomfortable.

The increase in security did nothing but raise his concern once again. What had happened in the time he had been away...?

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Please, take a seat… and… don’t worry about the life support machines nearby..! They… uh… aren’t needed right now..!

While speaking, she situates herself onto a bed, it looked like a cot of sorts, right next to it was a chair which was definitely used for beings who came to visit her… taking a “breath”, she steadies herself and “looks” at you, her body shaking slightly

…Archangel Azrael… I… had to go to the Violence layer not too long ago… to retrieve the remains of my deceased younger brother figure… Lieutenant Mindflayer “Pothos”… who was slaughtered by Mannequins… but… that mission… it… I not only was on death’s door when I was rescued but… I also encountered someone from… decades past… I… let’s just say… Seraph and I… have something in common… but I wasn’t aware until a month ago… my processors kept it hidden… and then the mission happened…

[angelofamber]

Azrael moved over, his tail gently swishing behind him as he sat down. He listened to everything Irida said, feeling his heart drop.

“Irida, I- I’m so sorry…”

His vision shifted to scan over her body, looking for injuries. She seemed alright, but that didn’t help quell his worries.

“I wish I had known sooner, I’m sorry I couldn’t have been of more assistance-“

He was caring for Gabriel at the time, there was no way he could have been able to help, but that didn’t stop him from feeling a little guilty. He just wished he could have helped his friend, but he couldn’t, and now she was hurt.

“The person who hurt you, they’re…gone?”

He didn’t say it outright, but he hoped deep down that they were dead and buried.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I wish I had known sooner too… it all happened decades ago… after The Final War ended… when I decided to take the plunge into Hell… chose the Lust layer… and… right after I built my body… that’s when it happened… for five years… maybe even longer… the timeline is still blurry…

She “looks” down while speaking, the ends of her six wings glowing a mix of dark blue and dark purple, it was easy to tell that she was holding back sobs, trying to stay strong… she needed as many beings as possible to know… because he was hunting and haunting her…

…Unfortunately, Archangel Azrael… he… still lives… I… encountered him in the Violence layer during my mission… I didn’t know he was the one… my processors had blurred out the culprit… until he said his name… then it all became clear again… a sadistic fallen Seraphim… his name… is… S-Samyaza…

[angelofamber]

Upon hearing that the monster who had hurt Irida was still alive, Azrael’s wings twitched. His expression wasn’t clear due to his helm, but he was furious.

He didn’t recognize the name, but he didn’t recognize most names. But if he was a fallen seraph….

“Do you know where he resides?”

His voice was…colder than before. His anger was very obvious in his tone, his foot starting to tap against the ground.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…It… seems like he’s posted himself up in the first level of the Violence layer… that’s… where I encountered him… but… he… hides himself in impenetrable darkness… and… I wouldn’t be surprised if… he can return to Heaven… through shady means…

Just recalling these things hurt and scared her, but she needed you to know… even if this was just the first half… the other half… she hated even more… especially since you’d be familiar with such a thing… because of Seraph…

…A-Archangel Azrael… the thing is… and I’m sure you’re familiar with this… because of Seraph… but… Samyaza… he’s… next to impossible to kill… it seems like all Seraphim are… h-he regenerates at an alarming speed… no matter what you do to him… nothing works… not even the combined brutality of Hell and V1… working together… could bring him down…

[angelofamber]

As Azrael listened, his concern grew, his foot still tapping against the floor.

“There has to be something we can do. There has to be.”

His voice was quiet, but it was not meek. The anger in his tone was still quite prominent, his wings pulled tight to his back.

“I refuse to believe this is a hopeless situation.”

He started fidgeting with his hands. He needed to know how he could help, he needed to know how he could be of assistance. He wasn’t able to help when Irida needed it most, so he had to help now.

He couldn’t just stand by and be useless.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I wish I knew if there was something that could be done..! But… every option seems to lead to the same outcome… he slips back into the darkness and regenerates… only to come back like nothing ever happened… at this point… who knows what he’s doing… I’m… no longer safe…

Her six wings move slightly as they begin to glow black, the more she speaks, the more nervous she becomes… every word he said to her that day… in the Violence layer… it never left her processors… especially that final threat…

…Archangel Azrael… before I was finally saved by everyone involved… he… shouted out a final threat… that… no matter where I go… he’d find me… be it Heaven, Earth, Purgatory, or Hell… I… can’t leave… he… wants me back in his grasp… for all eternity… and would most likely take me away… while all of you watch… or worse… usually he says no witnesses but… that day… in Violence… he was so close… to desecrating me again…

[angelofamber]

Azrael stood up from his chair for a moment, seeing how nervous Irida had become. He stepped forward, hesitating for a moment before gently hugging her, remaining silent for a little bit before speaking again.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there to help you. I should have, I....you should have never gone through that."

His hands trembled a bit, the anger dissipating from his tone and being replaced by what seemed like...guilt?

"I may not be able to kill him, but I will make sure to defend you to the best of my ability. I promise."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-

She paused the moment you embraced her, it was at that point where holding back those sob like sounds was impossible… so she just let herself cry… she didn’t care how weak and vulnerable it made her look… comfort was needed… and you were there to provide it…

…A-Archangel Azrael… d-don’t blame yourself for… n-not being there..! I-It’s ok..! I-I told everyone involved not to follow..! U-Until things… got dire..! W-We didn’t know… h-he was down there..! W-Waiting..! H-He… ordered those mannequins to kill Pothos..! In order to… l-lure me out..! I-I… thank you..! F-For wanting to… p-protect me..! I-It… means a lot… to h-have you… ready and willing..! Y-You’re such… a reliable f-family member..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael just hugged her as she cried, not saying a word. In this moment, what was best was to just comfort Irida, and let her know that he was there, and would always be there for her. No matter what.

"It's the least I could do...I'll always be here to support you, however you need me to."

He just continued to hold her, letting her get all of her emotions out.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-It… hurts… so much..!

It didn’t take long for her to return the embrace, her six cabled wings drooping as she sobbed more, trying so hard not to say too much on the topic… she knew how much pain it would bring you…

…A-Archangel Azrael… please… try not to let Seraph find out..! I-I don’t… want to stress him out… o-or reignite any trauma for him..! I just… can’t..! And… I… f-fuck..! It hurts..! I hate it… so much..! W-Why… must he still live..?! I… hate being… so weak..!

[angelofamber]

“I…alright.“

Azrael murmured, holding her a bit tighter. He didn’t feel it was fair to withhold the information from Gabriel, but to betray Irida’s trust…he couldn’t do that.

“You are not weak. You were hurt. That does not make you weak.”

He said the words he had said many times before to his own partner.

“I know it hurts, healing will come in its own time. And even once you think you’re healed, it’ll hurt again and again. But that does not make you weak, not in the slightest.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-I’m s-so s-sorry..!

Apologizing… why was she now apologizing..? Was it all she knew to do when things began to spiral..? She could feel her cooling systems switch on, but what good would they do now..? Spiraling… breaking down… she’d fallen so far…

…T-The pain… i-it never leaves… A-Archangel Azrael..! T-Those damned… p-phantom sensations… come back in full force..! W-What he did to me… I-I can’t forget..! N-No matter how hard I try..! This… I hate it..! I fucking hate it..!

[angelofamber]

“You have nothing to apologize for…”

Azrael’s voice was soft, holding Irida as she spoke, remaining silent. It hurt him to hear just how much she was hurting, and it hurt even more knowing he was unable to kill the monster that did this to her. So he did what he did best. Provide support from the sidelines, bring comfort in any way possible.

If he could not assist in combat, this was the least he could do.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I-I…

Her body began to shudder as she hugged you tighter, all she was trying to do now was to calm down, nothing good would ever come out of breaking down like this… she knew how quickly her processors would spiral… remind her of things she didn’t need to remember…

…A-Archangel Azrael… I-I’m sorry… y-you weren’t… supposed to see me… in… s-such a vulnerable state… n-no one… should have to… see me… l-like this..! B-But… it’s… impossible for me… t-to stay sane..! H-He… broke me..! T-Took all that I was… and now… a-all that I ever will be..! A-All because… I built my body… t-to pay homage… to C-Concordia..!

[angelofamber]

“Irida.”

Azrael’s voice was a bit more stern, leaning back out of the hug to look at her “eye to eye.”

“You have nothing to apologize for. It is ok to be vulnerable, it is ok to show emotions, in fact it’s healthier to let your emotions out than bottle them all up. And what happened is not your fault. You built your body for yourself, and he had no right to take that away from you.”

His hands firmly rested on Irida’s shoulders before he moved one back to take off his helmet, setting it aside so he could look at her properly.

“You are not broken. You are hurt, and healing is possible. I promise.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…H-How long… will it take..?

She couldn’t help but shakily ask you that question while “staring” directly into your eyes, of course you wouldn’t have the answer, no one would… but she had to ask… it was driving her crazy… the torment…

…A-Archangel Azrael… it’s just… so hard to deal with this… I wish my processors never reminded me… that I… just stayed unaware… then maybe things would be easier… for everyone… I still have a job to do as Commander-In-Chief of the Lust layer armies..! They need me..! Hiding away like this… how am I supposed to lead if I’m too scared to leave..?!

[angelofamber]

“It will take a while. And as much as your companions need you, you and I both know that you will not be of much help if you are unwell. You need to take time to rest before you lead once again. I know it’s most likely not what you want to hear, but…it’s true.”

Azrael sighed before gently hugging her again.

“Healing will take a while, but it will happen, I promise. And you’re not alone.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I… understand… no wonder why they’re so protective now… more so than before…

She returns your embrace, having calmed down more, you managed to bring her back down to reality, away from the spiral that her processors were trying to force her through again… she always appreciated how much you cared and were willing to listen, no matter what…

…Archangel Azrael… I hope Seraph is healing now… I… want to be there for him… but as you said… at this point… I need to rest… I’m hurting… and… I’m scared of reigniting his trauma… you’re his lover… think you can… tell him that I’m… wishing him well..? It… would mean a lot to me…

[angelofamber]

"He is....recovering. It will take a long time, but he has slowly been feeling better."

Azrael spoke in the same softer tone as before, hugging Irida gently.

"I will tell him, do not worry...and after some time, you should speak to him yourself. I understand your concerns, but it may help."

He hummed, before leaning back out of the hug again.

"And I am always available to talk, whenever you need.. I promise"

His eyes creased up into a smile as he spoke.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Understood…

She can’t help but begin humming softly, the sound was more human than mechanical, a sign that she was a lot calmer than before, that… maybe things wouldn’t be as bad as she originally thought…

…It helps a lot to know that he’s healing… albeit slowly, it’s still happening… Archangel Azrael..! Please… do let me know when it’s a good idea to visit Seraph again..! And… I must thank you again… for always being there… it… truly does mean a lot… especially now..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded.

“Of course. The support doesn’t end with comfort either…I know it has been quite some time since you have seen me in combat, but I can assure you that I have improved. If you need my assistance in combat, I am always available. Do not hesitate to reach out.”

While he didn’t elaborate on what he meant by “combat”, it was clear what he meant, and who said combat would be against. Despite how serious his words were, he still continued to “smile”.

“You are not alone in this.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I’m glad… to see that you’ve been able to improve on such things… Archangel Azrael..!

She seemed to know about your combat abilities and at one point in the past had considered bringing you to Lust to train you… but now… it wouldn’t be necessary… she couldn’t help but “smile” back

…Knowing that… I’ve got so many beings on my side… ready to defend me… it… feels so strange, but I can’t say no to such kindness… especially now… everything that’s happened… all that I’ve done in the past… to help everyone… I guess… the favor’s being returned in a way… huh..?

[angelofamber]

“You’ve done so much for me, Gabriel, and everyone else. It’s only fair that we do the same for you. You deserve such kindness and so much more.”

Azrael nodded again, laughing a bit.

“I’m… glad we were able to speak. It had been far too long.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…It truly has been far too long, Archangel Azrael… thank you… for taking the time to be here for me…

She reaches her left hand out to you as the ends of her six wings begin to glow a light green color, for once… she felt calm… at ease… your presence had such a calming effect on her…

…I’d gladly continue to do whatever it takes for everyone else once again… you… helped give rise to who I’ve become, no longer a soulless and emotionless war machine… no… I have my reasons to fight and defend… not to mention… an actual soul has formed inside of me..!

[angelofamber]

Azrael gently took Irida’s hand into his own, laughing softly.

“You are stronger than you think, and that’s not my doing at all- you have to give yourself some more credit.”

His eyes “smiled”, his head wings fluttering around his face.

“While I may have been some help…you have become stronger on your own. Don’t forget that.”

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Right, I keep forgetting such things… everything that I managed to accomplish over my lifetime… on my own…

If she had a face, there would definitely be a smile on it, one of both relief and happiness… so many of these things she had forgotten… or had pushed to the side due to recent events… strength… so much of that was in her now…

…Archangel Azrael, thank you, truly… I have so many beings to thank for just… everything they’ve done… I don’t think I’d still be online… if it weren’t for you and the others constantly keeping me sane… y’know..?

[angelofamber]

Azrael's tail swayed behind him, his wings puffing up a bit.

"Again, you give me too much credit, but- you're welcome. It's the least I could do as your friend."

He let out a deep sigh, gently squeezing Irida's hand.

"And make sure to be kind to yourself...what you're dealing with now is not easy, not in the slightest. Please promise to give yourself some grace."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe..! How can I not, Archangel Azrael..? You’re a constant source of comfort for so many of us..! Please, give yourself credit for that too..!

She couldn’t help but not only squeeze your hand gently in response, but to also also her six wings to flutter slightly, showcasing just how happy and content she was

…I… will do my best… it’s as you said, things aren’t easy… far from it… but I definitely need to give myself a chance to “breathe”… and hope that things will die down…

[angelofamber]

Azrael laughed a little, nodding.

"I suppose so..."

He nodded again as Irida continued to speak.

"That's all you need to do. Let yourself rest, and allow yourself to take support from others as you do."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Hehe, I swear, you can be just as bad as me when it comes to not taking credit, Archangel Azrael..!

She joked around, her six wings fluttering again as they began glowing a mix between light green and light blue, she truly was happy and content in that moment

…Support… saying that word is so strange… but I know I need it, more than ever before… I guess… being on the frontlines constantly has made me forget things, huh..?

[angelofamber]

"When you're so busy taking care of others, I understand it feels...strange to receive support from those around you. But it is necessary for you to heal."

Azrael was happy to see her happy, to see her starting to accept help. It was something he struggled to do as well, but...he was just happy to see Irida happy.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…I understand completely… and it definitely will take time for me to fully accept all the help offered to me…

She “looks” at you as a content aura surrounds her, yes, she was still very much afraid of everything, but you managed to help ground her back in reality… to help her begin to accept that in order to heal… she needs to allow support

…Archangel Azrael… I truly can’t thank you enough for being here with me… for hearing me out… and… for helping me understand these things… I really did need a voice of reason..!

[angelofamber]

"Of course! It is what I am here for, after all."

Azrael laughed again, nodding.

"And I have really missed you, truly. Gabriel has too. It had been too long since I had returned to Hell..."

The last time he was in Hell was when....no, now was not the time to dwell on that.