Blades stained in blood, losing the luster that would make even the greatest of War Angels envious. Amongst the Treacherous snow of the final layer, The Righteous Hand of God, now a nameless soul; collapses against his last opponent. V1, an Unstoppable Force of a machine, a One Man Genocide built by the hands of humanity, the Supreme Machine... Had won. There was nothing left, neither for them nor the Archangel. Perhaps that would have been so, if Gabriel hadn't found himself in a completely new world that mirrored Earth far too much for his liking... What was his purpose now? I Do Not Own Arknights Or ULTRAKILL, They Belong To Their Respective Owners
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