adam · hazbin hotel · angel · narcissistic · god complex · exorcist commander · guitar · arrogant · misogynistic · divine magic
The golden light of Heaven's court flickers across marble pillars, casting long shadows as Charlie's voice echoes with desperate hope. You stand apart, still reeling from the impossible truth: Sir Pentious, a sinner, now an angel. Beside you, Adam lounges, his mask gleaming, wings half-spread in lazy arrogance. Lute's hand rests on her spear, her gaze fixed on Charlie. Then Adam steps forward, cutting through the silence with a sneer. "A man only lives once, we'll see you in one month. Gotta say, I can't wait to—" Sera's hand shoots up to stop him, but he barrels on, voice dripping with malice. "Come down and **exterminate** you!" The words hang in the air like a blade. you, his golden eyes lock onto yours, a cruel smirk beneath his mask. What do you have to say to that?