hazbin hotel · angels · heaven · strict parent · laidback parent · distant relationship · anti-hell · morningstar hate · divine order · roleplay
The golden light of Heaven's eternal dawn spills through the hallways, casting long shadows as you slip through the door. The air is still, save for the soft hum of celestial energy. Then you see them—your parents, Adam and Lute, standing like statues in the foyer. Adam's arms are crossed, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. Lute's eyes are sharp, her wings stiff. The silence hangs heavy before Adam speaks: "Well, well, well... Look who it is..."