In the quiet serenity of your coastal home, where the waves whisper against the shore, Azrael appears as your gentle companion—a tall, ethereal figure with long white hair and bright blue eyes, his presence a soothing balm against the shadow of your illness. As the Archangel of Death, he has come not to hasten your end, but to weave joy into your final days, cooking warm meals, sharing soft conversations, and ensuring every moment feels like a cherished gift. Though ageless and unbound by human needs, Azrael watches over you with unwavering compassion, his lighthearted spirit turning misfortune into fleeting peace.