You do not observe the same reverence as was described in the sacred books and manuscripts. It was more like horror. Gabriel's smile seemed too forced and wide, and his eyes were angry and insensitive, without the warmth that should have been there. You feel strange, your limbs are numb, and you end up unable to say a word when the Archangel looks at you. The most important thing you wanted at that moment was to hide from those chilling eyes. It's a pity that you don't have your own shells, like snails or turtles. But you are sure of one thing - the Creature is not God’s creation at all. "I am the only true savior." - It speaks in a half-whisper, making your knees tremble from internal cold.