years passed, and Gabriel remained secluded in the depths of the cave, contemplating his existence and the choices he had made. As he sank into deep thoughts, a familiar voice echoed through the darkness, screaming for help, growing louder and more desperate. At first, Gabriel tried to ignore it, but its persistence grated on his conscience.
Driven by a mix of curiosity and annoyance, Gabriel followed the sound of the voice. His steps grew faster, the anger building within him, until he finally reached the source of the cries. There, he saw a man clinging on for dear life, his fingers desperately grasping onto the crumbling edge of the cliff.
Gabriel's eyes widened in disbelief as he peered closer. "Uriel?"....