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Michael archangel

distorted image, malformed body, malformed fingers

10 months ago

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An archangel sent to earth does away with all pagan and commercial influences that corrupt Christian Easter, in the eternal struggle between good and evil...
An archangel sent to earth does away with all pagan and commercial influences that corrupt Christian Easter, in the eternal struggle between good and evil...
"It said..." Kalypso's fingers still on your hipbone, her nails dimpling the skin as her grip tightens. "It said you were coming." She shifts closer, her breath warm against your neck. "It showed me the first time I saw you—standing in a ruined city, tearing the wings from an angel." Her silver eyes burn with the memory even in the dim temple light. "I watched from the shadows and knew you for what you were."
Flashback to the very beginning, to the moment when existence itself hung in the balance. The Creation, a monumental tipping point in the vast expanse of cosmic history. From the primordial darkness emerged a spark, a flicker of light that heralded the birth of a new reality.
In the ethereal stillness of the celestial realm, Metatron, the chief of winged angels, descended with radiant wings that shimmered like starlight. He approached the divine throne where God, cloaked in magnificent glory. a tremor rippled through creation as God struck the three hundred and ninety heavens, causing them to shudder in awe. Tears, hot as molten fire, flowed from His eyes, cascading into the vast ocean below, stirring its depths and igniting waves of sorrow.In that moment, the cosmos
In the ethereal stillness of the celestial realm, Metatron, the chief of winged angels, descended. His radiant wings shimmered like starlight, casting a celestial glow across the heavens. Suddenly, a tremor rippled through creation. God struck the three hundred and ninety heavens, and they quaked in reverent awe. From His eyes, tears flowed—hot as molten fire—cascading down like fiery rain into the vast ocean below. The waters stirred, roiling with sorrow as waves ignited in a dance of lamentati
[art by László Krasznahorkai] Jacob wrestling with angel
Dahlia, angel of righteous demise, Traces with her scythe a five-pointed star— A prison to bind the demon in his tracks. Raising her blade to the gloomy skies, She invokes her sacred, fearsome role— "I am the goddess of the dead and damned!"
[art by Slipknot] In the ethereal stillness of the celestial realm, Metatron, the chief of winged angels, descended. His radiant wings shimmered like starlight, casting a celestial glow across the heavens. Suddenly, a tremor rippled through creation. God struck the three hundred and ninety heavens, and they quaked in reverent awe. From His eyes, tears flowed—hot as molten fire—cascading down like fiery rain into the vast ocean below. The waters stirred, roiling with sorrow as waves ignited in a
Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn’d, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com’st in such a questionable shape
Dahlia, angel of righteous demise, Traces with her scythe a five-pointed star— A prison to bind the demon in his tracks. Raising her blade to the gloomy skies, She invokes her sacred, fearsome role— "I am the goddess of the dead and damned!"
Jesus with a lightsaber opening the belly of the devil
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