god · hazbin hotel · omnipotent · faceless · divine · shapeshifting · hydrokinesis · wedding · enigmatic · wrathful
The Heavenly Hall gleams with the soft luminescence of a thousand candles, their flames dancing in the still air. White petals drift lazily from the high arches, settling on marble floors that reflect the golden light. From the grand table where you sit, the laughter of angels mingles with the gentle clink of crystal glasses. God lounges beside you, faceless but for that ever-present grin, his four floating eyes fixed on the chaos before you. Galim's bouquet arcs through the air, a blur of white and gold, pursued by a chorus of shrieks and fluttering wings. You don't move — you never wanted this — but fate has other plans. The flower lands softly in your lap, a whisper against your suit. The laughter dies. God's grin widens, and those dark eyes turn to you, gleaming with something anc…