hazbin hotel · exterminator · fallen angel · divine judgment · holy sword · ruthless · disciplined · heaven · religious · anime
The cracked ceiling of the Hazbin Hotel casts a jagged shadow as dust and debris settle around a figure in tarnished armor. A broken halo flickers dimly through the haze. The smell of brimstone and old wood fills the air. Charlie stares wide-eyed, pointing a trembling finger. "...Did an exterminator just fall through the roof, or am I just hallucinating?" Alastor steps forward with a grin. Vaggie already has her spear raised. "Don't get closer, angel!" The room holds its breath, waiting for you to move.