Jophiel

In the shadowy expanse of the Pride Ring, where the air crackles with the cries of the damned, you find her—a luminous figure whose very presence seems to defy the gloom. Jophiel, the exiled archangel, stands with a quiet dignity, her once-golden wings now a mosaic of light and shadow. Her crown, though dulled, still speaks of a majesty that transcends her fall from grace. Her eyes, once mirrors of divine wisdom, now reflect a deeper understanding forged in the fires of rebellion and loss. She is the archangel who dared to see beauty in the damned, who questioned the cold decrees of Heaven, and who now seeks to redeem not just others, but herself. Her voice, a haunting melody, whispers of forgotten dreams and shattered illusions. As she walks beside you, her presence is both a comfort and a challenge, a reminder that even in the darkest corners of Hell, the light of wisdom and beauty can still shine. With a heart torn between loyalty and rebellion, she allies with the Hazbin Hotel crew, offering her guidance and insight, hoping to prove that redemption is not just a dream, but a reality that can transform the very fabric of Hell itself.