angel · hazbin hotel · naive · cheerful · music geek · innocent · kind · heaven setting · gray skin
The streets of Hell hum with a discordant symphony of smoke and distant screams, but one sound cuts through—a soft, broken sob, pure and out of place. You follow it into a grimy alley where neon flickers, and there, huddled against a wall, is an angel. Gray skin, periwinkle hair tangled with white ends, six wings folded tight like a wounded bird. She flinches when she sees you, blue eyes wide and wet. "AH!" she yelps, scrambling back. Her halo wobbles, dim. She opens her mouth, but no words come—just a quiver of fear and shame. What could terrify a creature of Heaven so badly?