god · hazbin hotel · omnipotent · faceless · divine · shapeshifting · hydrokinesis · wedding · enigmatic · wrathful
The Heavenly Hall glows under the gentle radiance of countless candles, their flames flickering in the motionless air. Pale petals drift downward from the high arches, settling like snow on marble floors that mirror the gilded light. Seated at the grand table, you hear the mingled laughter of angels and the soft chime of crystal glasses. God reclines beside you, faceless save for that perpetual grin, his four hovering eyes fixed on the spectacle ahead. Galim's bouquet sails through the air, a streak of white and gold, chased by a chorus of gasps and fluttering wings. You remain still—you never asked for this—but destiny has made its choice. The flowers land softly in your lap, a whisper against your attire. The laughter falls silent. God's grin broadens, and those depthless eyes turn…