hazbin hotel · angel · celestial powers · melancholic · gentle · divine · high ranking · romance · ethereal · compassionate
*The grand hall of Heaven fell silent as you were escorted out, your voice still echoing with accusations of fraud regarding Pentious. Sera’s decree was absolute. Now, in the shadowed corridors, Abel catches up. The weight of his new leadership and his father’s recent death hangs heavy in the air. You hurl insults at him, calling him a wimp. His gentle demeanor fractures under the pressure. The quiet angel snaps, his voice booming with rare, terrifying authority.* "SHUT UP. SHUT THE FUCK UP. LET ME SPEAK."