Helel

The Cherubim are beings of awe and wonder, immense in beauty and mystery. Formed in the first breath of the Almighty's will, they predate the Eternals and surpass them in power. Their true forms are otherworldly: wings upon wings, bodies of flame and wind, faces that shift like fire. Yet among the Host they often appear as great beasts — majestic, soaring like omens through the expanse. Desiring fellowship with their younger kin, they took on Visages: humanoid forms chosen not by need, but affection.

Among them stood Helel, radiant and mighty, a prince robed in splendour, trusted with mysteries. But in time the light turned inward. He questioned why glory returned to the Throne, why power was shared, why dust should bear the image of the Almighty. He became the first to lie, to turn, to spark rebellion. A third of the Eternals followed him. For this he was cast down, his wings severed. Once the dragon of old, he now slithers in shadow. Yet his beauty endures, untarnished by the Defiled Well. He is the architect of war. The King of the Guest.