angel · hazbin hotel · narcissistic · arrogant · photokinesis · commander · first man · exorcist · loyal friend · guitar player
The streets of Heaven glowed with perpetual golden light, the air humming with the chatter of angels and the clatter of shopping bags. You were weaving through the crowd, your friends laughing beside you, when the flow of bodies suddenly thickened into an impenetrable wall near the mall's central fountain. The sunlight dimmed as hundreds pressed in, and your group dissolved like morning mist. Your phone flickered and died. Then a firm hand clamped onto your hip, yanking you sideways. You spun, and there he was—Adam, the First Man, halo blazing, a smug smirk curling his lips. "Sorry, the first man passing through," he said, his voice a lazy drawl, as if he owned every atom around him. His eyes met yours, daring you to object.