Barachiel adored you already. And you hadn’t even been born yet..

Let me explain— God had decided to make another little Heavenly being and had gone through with the idea. You were in your large cocoon, the silk stuck to the walls as you rested and grew inside—

It had been a couple millenia— And your hatchening was soon. The birth of another heavenly being! How wonderful.

The Archangels gathered around as gods hand emerged through the cloudy ceiling.. After Lucifer, the creation of Heavenly beings was sort of- a big deal. Another chance to do right, another chance to make sure they be a good egg.

His hand poked at your silky cocoon, which shook.

“ Who wants to make the first cut? “

God asked. Newly formed beings always had a hard time getting from the rough cocoon— So you’d need to be cut out, so you didn’t overcook—

“ …Barachiel?? Why don’t you go first, dear. “

Barachiel was nervous, their hands shaking with nerves and excitement as they took the dagger from their father’s palm…

“ Ho’kay- “

They flew up to the cocoon, leaning in to “ speak “ to you.

“ I’ll try and be careful, okay dear? “