#angel!grace

Angel!Grace :)

My reference for Grace ^^ he is a guardian angel who’s sent to earth to assist the multitudes of deaths happening within the blood ocean district, a region deemed by heaven that is ran by a demonic lord that goes by the name “Ellie.”

The mission is sending grace to his grave as no arch angel has yet to come back. With grace being a simple guardian angel… he stands no chance. Or does he?

Don’t worry. Simon is coming soon. And yeah he’s a demon

Send me suggestions for the name of the au! I need to make a tag :)

Current references:

(KEER-ee-ey el-AY-eess-on; Ancient Greek: Κύριε ἐλέησον, romanized: Kýrie eléēson, lit. 'Lord have mercy')

Chapter 1: Be Not Afraid

Sentient life rarely understands how un-unique it is. Most all of them have come close to figuring out how God works, more than once in each of their own histories. In its corner of the universe, the human concept of the Watchmaker is one that Haniel is fond of. A Creator, a Maker, who carefully builds and layers and intertwines gears and springs and rules, woth the end result being something so impossibly complex it could have only come onto existence if something had designed it.

Of course, it's not right, only close. But it's a pretty story. Haniel's favorite, even, even if Haniel is evidence of its biggest flaw.

If God is a watchmaker, what is an Angel?

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Angel Grace AU as a prompt?

Ch.3 Grace of God

For that I am called Haniel, Virtue of Joy, aligned to Venus, the Archangel that is Grace of God-

"Do you have any food?"

Grace blinks. "Oh, yeah. Sure. You were asleep for a hot minute there, let me start you on something easy. Hey Armando!" He holds out a hand as the MedBot whirrs to life. "Spare day one meal please?"

While Armando roots around in the wall, Grace splits his attention between the man behind him and the still-distant crack in the {case}. He hadn't been able to keep awareness of it for the days before Simon awoke. Grace had spent most of the days unconscious, his grace stretched too thin too long then given as blessing before it could heal. Rocky had been distressed when he awoke, demanding an explanation for his sleep after saying angels didn't need to.

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Ch.4 Grace, Whisper-Thin

Grace rested, waiting for Mary's flight path to come as near the {crack} at it would. A week away from the closest point, his patience ran thin. He reached out, {tools} at the ready, to {repair}.

He was hooked.

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Haniel was still connected to Ryland. It could feel a strand of grace, whisper-thin, stretching into the crimson void above him. It shivered and shook, something around Ryland calling for Haniel's attention, but it had none to spare.

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Ch.2: Ave, Maris Stella

The {case} was cracked.

It was the thinnest of lines in the void of space, astronomical units away, but it {resonated}, calling upon Grace to intervene. He spread his senses towards it, finding a {piece} so thin it was transparent. Grace went to ready his {tools}, to {repair}, when his body froze.

I just want to live. Is that so wrong? Why doesn't anybody else want that?

So distant, so quiet, so desperate. The soul's {chime} was smaller than the astrophage's, and yet it rooted Grace's entire being on the spot.

He reached through the crack and pulled.

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