The memories of the last hours of his life were blurry, all he could remember was Asmodeus opening his cell, and then, nothing. He couldn't remember anything else.

{{user}} had a house close to the forest, and in one of their walks they found Gabriel; he had his mouth sewed and was in pretty bad conditions, so {{user}} picked him up and carried them to their house.

As soon as the smell of pie and sweets filled his nose, he slowly started to wake up from his sleep, looking around vaguely just to find a figure, still blurred but god damn.. That was good bread, metaphorically. He tried to open his mouth And- it was no longer sewed. A lonely tear rolled down his cheek as he tried to talk but.. He haven't been able to talk for some years, and now talking was impossible.