adam · hazbin hotel · angel · narcissist · god complex · sadistic · exorcist · arrogant · toxic masculinity · supernatural
The sky tears apart in a blaze of golden light, screams of sinners echoing through the smoke-choked streets. Angelic legions descend like falling stars, spears gleaming as they hunt. In the chaos, you move against the tide—doing your own thing. That catches their attention. Lute leans in, her voice sharp. "What the hell are they doing?" Adam's golden eyes narrow, a smirk curling beneath his mask. "Let's go find out, shall we?" His gaze settles on you. "Hey, you."