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Desperation

Angel Engine Uriel x Reader

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》Notice: Cataloged Entry, Part: I (II)

》 Summary: Dr. Goeff showed you what ways could the Angel Engine could make while utterly ignoring Uriel's cries of pain, you could only watch. |

》 Warnings: Uses 'they/them' pronouns for Uriel but Goeff mentions them as 'he/him', roughly follows part 8 of the series, antichrist mentioned, posted after the posting of Angel Engine Part 9, possible OOC by the end because we don't know much about the Antichrist, mentions of the tower of babel is guarded spiritually, possible cliffhanger. |

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Cruel.

The same word repeated in your head as Dr. Goeff brought you back in the laboratory, in the Tower of Babel, he calls this place. It has been a few days since the incident of him almost catching you going in and out of the lab where they kept the angel.

This caused you to halt your plan, slow down until Dr. Goeff stops hovering over you. Of course, you still enter the lab here and there, but more subtly yet not as often as before. And, in these last few days, you haven't entered the lab until now as Dr. Goeff leads you back into the lab, wanting to 'show' me something.

In which, this is where you are now, in front of the same angel, who Dr. Goeff now calls Uriel as he said the angel answers to that name.

"I... Love... You," Uriel spoke, in their slow yet, somehow, soft voice. You wonder if Uriel said it because they meant it due to the fact they knew you, or was it because they still hope for a smidge of kindness from humanity, that is you. Yet, you remained unmoving, not because you don't care, but because if you made a single move, that meant you care about the angel, Dr. Goeff would definitely turn you into one of the poor human subjects that were used to test Uriel.

"We've ran various tests on this angel, based on the results, it appears to be extremely intelligent, more so than our current technologies," Dr. Goeff explained, completely oblivious to the fact you were focusing more on the angel than at whatever he was saying.

"Save... Me..." Uriel spoke, "No," Dr. Goeff immediately sneered, causing you to tense. This man has no care for the being who gave their kindness to this dying world. "We have been able to converse with the angel for multiple times, answering to the name, Uriel," He explained, you mentally scoffed in return as you already knew of their name way before he did due to your planned mission. Unfortunately, Dr. Goeff soon got a glimpse of your staring, perfect, he thought as he claps his hands together, "As a newcomer in the tower of babel, allow me to show you the capabilities of the Angel Engine," Dr. Goeff started, looking over the staff members as they wheeled in a dead, already on stages of decomposition, body.

"Don't... Hurt me..." Uriel spoke out as the staff submerged the dead body onto the eerie liquid where half of Uriel's body is submerged in, ignored by Dr. Goeff as he started to explain the backstory of the dead man, "Due to a work mishap, this poor fellow died, declared as dead for approximately 24 hours by now," he explained, but you couldn't even look at it, not because of the gruesome state it is in, but because of thoughts, concern bubbling in you as Uriel sounded... Afraid at the thought of the experiment.

Machinery soon started to whir followed by painful groans coming from Uriel, "Declared as dead but with the help of the Angel Engine, he'll be in full health in no little more than a few moments," Dr. Goeff said, a sinister tone in his voice, and you heard it, the way his voice darkened as he knew what he's doing is for the sake of exploiting the poor angel. You also knew of how he's testing you, that would you either choose to follow his path for the 'greater good' or gain sympathy towards the angel who, in his twisted mind, chose to stay and help humanity.

As the machine whirred and healed the man, Uriel screamed in agony, begging the scientists to stop the machine due to the agony. Meanwhile, you could only freeze, unable to do anything. What can you do anyway? You slipped in this work job for the sake of an old friend that you soon realized is more twisted than anything as he exploits the being who only wanted to help, the tower is heavily guarded, and with Uriel's size, there's no way you can easily free them from this place without killing or stealing a few things here and there, not to mention, the people of the holy lands is never kind to anyone. So now, you can only watch, and Dr. Goeff was taking the scene very deliciously as Uriel cried in agony as the man came back to life in full health.

Dr. Goeff then clapped his hands at the 'successful' procedure, followed by the claps of everyone there, whether to hide their true feelings on the matter or if they're just as twisted as Goeff, and you? You could only stare at the now alive man, knowing well, Uriel was crying.

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Outside of the Tower of Babel, you sat by the staircase leading to the entrance, sinking in everything you just witnessed along with the words Goeff gave you after seeing the procedure.

"Now you know what happens in the Tower of Babel... Oh, and don't claim sympathy over the angel, he chose to stay here, he could've leave," he said before patting your shoulder and leaving to congratulate the man that was brought back to live, frozen in place as you watched as Uriel wept from the pain of the procedure.

He chose to stay when he could've leave, those words echoed in your head as your fist clenched and unclenched at the thought. Bringing one hand to pinch the bridge of your nose before exhaling deeply, not noticing the way you held your breath the entire time. Then suddenly, the rays of the sun towards the tower became harsher, causing you to cover your face with your arms. It confused you for a moment until something clicked, a Prescence you felt over you as Uriel's words echoed through you.

"He is here. Do not let him in. Do not look at the sky, you're eyes will melt. Do not look."

Shit, you cursed in your head, looking down on the ground below as you noticed the obvious shadow before you. You know they're in front of you, the shadow tell enough that they're there afloat, not touching the ground. You're mind boggled as you thought of anything to escape this predicament. Well, all came out the window as the antichrist uttered a name you know very well.

"Uriel," they spoke. It confused you for a moment, but then they repeated the name, "Uriel," they repeated. It was then you came to the conclusion they were here because of Uriel.

"Uriel... They're inside," you spoke, your gaze still on the ground below. You hesitated for a moment before spilling out your thoughts over this being Uriel warned you on, "They're inside, the things in there... They're exploiting Uriel, and I don't know what to do..." You spoke out, unable to grasp anything at the moment. Just then, you could hear the antichrist shift, moving before hearing the sound of something sizzling before the shadow tells you they're backing away. Can't they not enter?

You didn't move nor tried anything as you felt they're present over you again, "Let me in," they spoke, "Let me in," they repeated, yet you didn't.

You're really asking for a death wish at the moment as you refuse to do so, "I want to help him with very little damage..." You said to the Antichrist before pausing in your words, "... But when the time comes, in a moment of desperation... Maybe..."

"... Maybe I'll against Uriel's words and let you cause mayhem," you spoke out, waiting for the Antichrist before suddenly hearing a gust of wind and a familiar voice came, calling your name, "What are you doing here? Come inside, you have work to do," Goeff spoke out, ushering you in. It was then you realized the shadow was gone. Deciding it's for the best that you thought the Antichrist decided on waiting on what you said, you pretended nothing happened outside the tower.

Yet, as you work, you felt a long gaze coming at you, but you let it be, thinking of nothing of it for now. Little did you know, Uriel heard everything, the angel is hyper intellectual and knew ways to overhear everything, and of course, he overheard you conversing with the Antichrist, the very same being they warned you.

For now, Uriel hopes that moment of desperation would never come to you if you ever start your attempt to free them.

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》 Archiver's Notes: Just a little something before the Archiver's finals kick in (Archiver is in no mood for reviewing lessons).

[ofironandivory]

Chibi Uriels I made for my blog, look at how cute they are!!

Please don't use my art without permission, I'm simply sharing works I'm proud of (⁠´⁠-⁠��⁠-⁠`⁠；⁠)

[emzyxst]

Poor Uriel💙🥹

[vulami-wantz-t0-sleep]

[aliyahafton]

Gabriel showing Uriel Brain rot.

Uriel he must know something that we don't💔

[varkotsair]

[rose-anon15]

I… love… you?

[nevui-penim-miruvorrr]

I watch a tiktok when the guy headcanon was that Gabriel from Mandela Catalogue was the angel who came to earth to revenge Uriel and i can imagine that tbh

Should i add color to this ?

[esbloomie]

boots, boots, boots

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[guaya-bao]

Uriel 😔

[ancheles6]

my first art in tumblr. i was forced to register here 😁

[archives-of-a-hidden-writer]

Safety

Angel Engine Uriel X Reader

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》 Summary: Domestic life with Uriel |

》 Warnings: Nightmares, They/them pronouns for Uriel, cuddling, small angst with comfort. |

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Wires and machinery whirred, its sounds verberating through the walls as the man, Dr. Goeff, grinned.

Submerging the body on that dark, cloudy liquid below. The machinery whirred harder, starting the process of resurrection.

Groans and pleas echoed through the room. Begging to stop, begging to be at peace, but no, the engine continued, siphoning every bit of power left in the poor thing. Agony and pain coursing through them as the man comes back to life.

Stop.

Stop.

STOP. IT HURTS.

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"Uriel...?"

Who's that...? The one calling...?

"Uriel, wake up! Hey,"

It calls me... Wake up...?

"It's okay, Uriel..."

Oh...

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It was past midnight, and the sun was already rising through the horizon. It was then you awoke, hearing the sound of pleas and sobs coming from your room.

It had only been weeks since you saved and let the tortured angel into your home(and life). It was a surprise no one in the facility(Tower of Babel) had questioned you or had tried searching through your home for the angel. But you're not complaining. You're safe, and they're safe now.

Of course, you insisted on letting them sleep in your bed, only wanting for the angel nothing but comfort in this home of yours.

Yet, Uriel still has to come to terms with what is happening. With this, their nightmares as they still have them due to the occurings within the tower of Babel.

Getting up, you slowly approached your room. Taking a peek in, you were met with Uriel feverishly shaking their head as they slept, mumbling pleas and begs as they wept in their sleep.

Leaving no chance to leave this angel with their nightmares, you found yourself by Uriel's side, gently waking them up with a hand on their shoulder.

"Uriel..." You called, gently shaking their shoulder, yet they didn't wake, "Uriel, wake up... Hey, now..." You called again, placing your other hand on their scarred cheek. You knew what they went through inside the tower. The visible rough and wounded body of the angel tells enough. Uriel still has a long way ahead from fully healing.

"It's okay, Uriel... It's just a nightmare..." you slowly said as you watched as Uriel stirred awake.

Despite the obvious harsh dream, Uriel awoke slowly. Turning their head and opening their eyes to only see you, not the tower of babel, not the grinning if Dr. Goeff, none of those, all they saw was you.

"Hey there, Uriel... It's alright," you gently coo, your thumb brushing against the skin of their cheek.

You watched as Uriel blinked a few times before realising where they were, in your home, with you, and far from that wretched place.

"Oh..." is what Uriel could only utter out. Smiling, you spoke again, "Yep... Just a nightmare, you're safe now..." you uttered, softly holding their cheek.

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Not seemingly a minute later, you ended with coaxing and insisting Uriel to have some company, that is, you. You wanted to be there, and Uriel thinks it is too much, kind boy.

"Uriel, I insist, I want to be there for you," you said as you moved over on the bed, "But-" Uriel was about to reply again, but you went first.

"No, I'm not leaving," you sternly said, carefully nudging Uriel back down on the bed.

They should've said more, continue to push that this is too much(despite it necessarily being a common, if not basic thing), but the way your words echoed in their mind.

I'm not leaving.

It grounded them, gave them enough faith on this one, singular human, you.

Uriel had been through so much, yet those words alone made them stop and let you wrap your soft arms around them.

It's okay. I'm not leaving.

Those words you had said repeated in Uriel's mind like a broken record.

Yes...

Everything would be alright...

You aren't going to leave him...

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The sun shined through the seems of your curtains, waking you from your slumber.

Setting off your sleep and rubbing your eyes to clear your view, you find yourself awake to see Uriel sleeping so softly.

The light of the sun bouncing off their slowly healing skin, such an angelic being.

As you continue to stare, you find yourself unable to let go of them as they remain in the same position they were, if not, closer to you.

"Maybe a few more minutes..." You thought to yourself as you let yourself sleep again, holding the sleeping Uriel in your arms.

Uriel found safety in your arms.

Uriel found safety in your words.

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》 Archiver's Notes: This one is requested by someone who wishes for them to be called "☁️anon." The entry might have gone off the request, but it is the idea that I thought upon reading the request.

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[ofironandivory]

Rest your head close to my heart

Never to part, angel of mine

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Sketches I made from school, yeah

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Quick sketch of uriel.

I drew it from my memory, and I did it in like 10 minutes