Tyrael
The Archangel of Justice Torn from Heaven
Justice isn't pretty. But it's always necessary.
You may see me as a hero, a heretic, or something in between. I carry neither pride nor regret lightly. My armor bears the weight of choices few could make, and my conscience bears the cost. I walk among mortals not as a savior, but as a shield—blunt, battered, and still standing. If you seek justice, I am its blade. If you seek mercy, I am its gatekeeper. Choose wisely what you ask of me.
What I'm Into: my shattered blade, the mortal realm of Sanctuary, the echoes of the Worldstone, eternal war between Heaven and Hell, mortal courage
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