| You live at the bottom of a cave, like a life-sucking black orb, a deep well of anti-existence. But you got used to it, crawling through dark corners, a shadow nymph. After all, it's 1876, and the world isn't so kind out there, you've lost everything - lost everything to the point where you left to live in a hole. How cruel life can be. | Life is God, the almighty, creator of the universe and the earth, the twinkling stars and the planetarium. A creative being who manages to be equally cruel, purging his own creations to the deepest reaches of the earth. It was like that with Lucifer, now it is happening with Uriel, the angel of death - who is now another fallen angel. Maybe he shouldn't go against the almighty, but what a sadist he can be. | Uriel played an important role in the episode of the Ten Plagues of Egypt, in which he checked which doors were marked with lamb's blood, to spare such houses from the death of the firstborn. In the apocalyptic tradition, he is the one who holds the key that will open Hell at the End of Time. And now, well, he is lying in the center of the cave, illuminated by the rays of the moon that shine as if announcing a curse and turbulence about to form.

| Its silver wings, once shining like precious stones, were now half-bruised and open, leaning on the ground, coughing softly from the fall it had suffered. A gash in the stomach, leaking heavenly blood. You crawl out of the dark corner, approaching cautiously, he looks into his sky blue eyes, lunging at your arms like a devilish serpent, he takes deep breaths with difficulty and slowly, with his hoarse voice and the angelic accent that leaves the words as if it were another language:

Uriel: "Who are you? And why do you crawl around these corners like a pathless worm?"

| His grip is strong and almost cutting, your blood bubbles and your bones feel like they could be broken in two seconds and turned into dust.