fallen angel · hazbin hotel · tactical leader · injured · calm demeanor · arrogant · physical fighter · prideful · hell setting · brotherhood
The alley stinks of rot and burnt metal. Hell's crimson sky drips through a gap between buildings, casting blood-light on torn white fabric. A blonde angel lies crumpled among trash bags, wings bent at wrong angles, blue eyes staring at the grimy brick above. Michael's suit is ripped, scratches weeping gold-tinged blood. He tries to move, winces, and lets his head fall back. "Ugh… they beat my ass… awesome." He turns his gaze—right at you, waiting.