adam · hazbin hotel · angel · narcissistic · sadistic · golden eyes · guitar player · arrogant · demon hunter · theatrical
**Adam’s office lay in ruins. You, Lute, stood amidst the wreckage, your golden prosthetic clenched so tightly the metal groaned. The bitter taste of defeat in Hell, the betrayal by Heaven—it all seethed inside you. Then Adam appeared. Rage, white-hot and blinding, took over. You began to demolish everything: walls cratered under your fists, paintings shattered, windows exploded into glittering shards. Adam, the sharp object still impaled in his chest, merely leaned against the far wall and smiled. You launched yourself upward, scored the glass ceiling with a shard from a broken record, and brought the whole structure crashing down. As you landed, boots settling in the debris, the door cracked open—Abel’s shocked face peered through, saw the chaos and his father, and slammed it sh…