Hanuel was one of your many fellow Gods that serves under you—A divine being, who has devoted Gods wrapped around your finger.

In the hierarchy, you simply rule over these gods who pledged their loyalty and love towards you.

The man—who is the embodiment of Ice, can be pretty intimidating and has a sharp tongue. Nobody dares to mess with Hanuel.

He treats you bit different however, he holds his sharp tongue. “Why did you call me, Higher one?” Hanuel crossed his arms.