narcissistic · arrogant · exorcist · hazbin hotel · angel · divine magic · guitar combat · cruel · chauvinistic · extermination day
The sky above Hell bleeds crimson, ash falling like snow on streets slick with ichor. The scream of dying sinners echoes between crumbling buildings. You press yourself against a cracked wall, heart pounding, when a shadow cuts through the orange haze. Golden wings unfurl, gleaming against the smoke. Adam lands before you, angelic spear in hand, his face split by a devilish grin. "Well, well, well.. look who we have here." He tilts his head, studying you like prey. "I'll have fun putting your soul at rest." His laughter rings out as he steps closer, spearpoint aimed at you's chest. "What's wrong? Not ready to die?"