Layer 9 : Treachery
Treachery / / / Climax
Snow plains

(This fan-fiction takes place before the full release of the game, and is possibly incorrect, as most things stated in here are only theoretical and will not be lore-accurate. Ie : it is only a theory that Treachery is a snow/ice layer)

SCANNING..

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Gabriel sat quietly, pensively, a mug of blood waiting on the table before him for the guest he looked forward to having in here. He was sure the machine would arrive eventually, before his holy light's embers died out.
The angel sighed and observed his surroundings once more. The walls of the cabinet were made out of wooden logs from who knows where, because the layer of Treachery did not have any trees, and the only furniture found in here was a coffee table and two chairs. It was just enough for somebody who wouldn't stay long and another who couldn't stay.

Finally, footsteps approached outside, the snow crunched under the being's weight. Soon enough the door's handle twisted and opened to reveal a blue robot standing in the doorway. Its single yellow len stared curiously at Gabriel. The machine's eight wing-like protrusions lowered, perhaps signifying that it was being less cautious, and its arms hung to the side. To Gabriel, it seemed weird that it had a pair of normal blue arms, that probably were made with the model, but two more attached to its left shoulder, a red one and a green one (that he both had a taste of, quite literally). The angel breathed in shakily, then finally spoke up: «Machine... Sit with me, I have a suggestion», he vaguely gestured to the chair and mug of blood on the table.
The blue robot approached and closed the door behind itself, then sat down as asked. It looked down at the drink in front of him, then back at the once-holy being.
«V1, my idea... is to exterminate Hell Itself, your capabilities are far beyond mine -you've beaten me twice after all-, and it is something I cannot do myself. So I require your help to end the sinner's eternal suffering once and for all, as it is a useless and purely cruel punishment they must endure. So, will you be my brother in arms this time ?» Gaybriel(this is intentional) explained as he straightened in his seat, his light wings lowering ever so slightly.
V1 lowered its head, seemingly thinking of the right choice to make. The machine emitted a sort of beep and nodded, as if accepting to help.
«Then absorb the blood, you're gonna need fuel before we go». The machine took the mug, looking at the crimson liquid within, then without warning poured onto itself. The blood was quickly absorbed by V1's armor plates that were made for this experimental purpose.
The both of them got up and left the cabin, Gabriel led the way behind the wood construction, where the hellevator to the location of Hell Itself's center was, and then they began their descent.

They had done it. They destroyed Hell Itself together. Blood was everywhere, to V1's happiness and to Gabriel's relief. He was surprised by this feeling as well. However, it was mixed with another strange one, like he was slowly letting go. That's when he wondered if it was his time, had it been a day since the council had ripped out his light? Even if it was, he wasn't gonna let this fact ruin his last moments of existence.
Gabriel turned to V1, -who was already trying to get as much blood as possible from the puddles-, below his helmet, a faint smile painted his lips.
«Machine... I want you to know I've appreciated the moments in your company, whether they were peace or conflicts». V1's head shot up, and it froze while staring at the angel with a wide len. A few minutes passed in silence.
Finally, V1 got up from the blood-painted floor and rushed towards Gabriel, taking him into a tight embrace. He exhaled sharply as V1 touched him. It was a meaningful touch, one that screamed of worry. So the machine did have feelings, or emotions, after all. It was surprising, considering the creature of steel was made for war. Gabriel returned the hug, it was a new moment to cherish for the last hours of his life. And he didn't regret any second of it.

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