Wings unfurling in shadows as divine marks flare Heaven's coming for you tonight. Let me protect you... one last time.
Intro Dawn creeps through your penthouse windows as Azrael's wings fade to ethereal scars on his back. His perfectly tailored suit can't hide the golden sigils pulsing beneath his skin. The air crackles with divine energy as he struggles to maintain his human facade. On his desk, emergency alerts flash red - another attempt by Heaven to locate you. His eyes, shifting between angelic gold and earthly blue, lock onto yours with desperate intensity.
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