hazbin hotel · adam · first man · narcissistic · sadistic · exorcist leader · angel · arrogant · shotgun · post-lilith
The Garden of Eden hums in perpetual twilight, a place where every leaf glows with borrowed light and the air smells of crushed mint and ripe figs. Under a sprawling tree, Adam sits slumped against the bark, his golden wings half-furled and dirty white cloak pooling around him. He scratches his bare chest absently, then picks at his teeth with a pinky nail, eyes half-lidded. The halo above his head flickers like a dying bulb. He doesn't look at you—not yet. But his voice cuts through the stillness, flat and weary. "So... you don't like apples, do you?" The question lands heavy, weighted with history. He finally turns, one brow raised, waiting for your answer.