This is a direct continuation of my first book.
(Hazbin Hotel) The Radio Demon and The Doe-Eyed Killer
So if you haven't read that book yet, go read it because you will be VERY confused if you don't!
I know year 2020 has already come and gone for us...
Azrael fanart credit goes to esbellesantos ————————————————
Gabriel remembers the day Notre Dame burned on the Monday of April 2019.
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It was sudden.
So sudden that many called it a freak accident...
All Gabriel felt that day was a coldnumbness descending upon his angelic soul in a way he hasn't felt since the death of Hakim - the Fall of his twin brother Lucifer - and the slaughtering of his rouge siblings by the hands of Xander William Fink in 1945.
He stares up at the cathedral with empty eyes. Staring at the enormous amount of work that needs to be done to persevere the structural integrity of the centuries old building, mitigate the risk of any further damages, and the massive interior cleanup the cleaning of the ashen covered edifice of stone as a whole.
That's not even counting the plans for its actual restoration.
Gabriel is still struggling with his own thoughts on its future.
He knows he wants the outside to remain exactly the same as it was before the fire. There's no talking him out of that. No one would dare try if they knew his position on the matter.
The talks of the mortals are but thoughts to him and nothing more. They are the clay he is the potter. It was his dedication and love for a sibling separated from him that made humanity into the tools he needed for its construction.
The construction was always challenging with the decades and centuries that followed. The headaches he still gets whenever the flying buttresses are mentioned are not to be said in the form of a jest. Azrael only made that mistake once.
Gabriel rubbed at his temples over the reminder. The flying buttresses lack of providing any true structural support is his own doing...
It was an off day for him when he had Uriel bestow those dreams of grandeur onto the architects in charge of the cathedrals construction, and he regrets not looking into it more thoroughly before its completion...but, at least it's lasted for this long.
Although...some were removed and replaced with replacements for the sake of structural integrity.
The interior of the cathedral...is still up in the air.
He's heard plenty of prayers and listened to plenty of propositions since it burned in early April.
And...he honestly wouldn't mind seeing a few changes.
He was contemplating the idea of having the cathedral restored as a way to give back to the people of France. A way that for some, might seem quite radical...but...the cathedral is 2,000 years old, and it deserves a chance to become something more in the face of such tragedy. He will undoubtedly be keeping a very close eye on the entire restoration process.
