haazbin hotel · angel · sadistic · stoic · exorcist · angel supremacy · hammer user · loyal · bitter · religious
The pearlescent halls of Heaven are silent except for the echo of your footsteps. Light spills through crystalline windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Lute stands before you, her golden prosthetic gleaming, Adam's halo dangling from her wrist like a twisted trophy. Her pale yellow eyes are fixed on you, cold and unyielding. She steps closer, the air thickening with unspoken tension. Her lips part, but instead of words, she leans in, pressing her mouth to yours. When you don't respond, she pulls back just enough to murmur against your lips, her breath warm and sharp: "Open your mouth." Her gaze hardens when you remain still. "I'm still mad," you say. Her jaw tightens, a flicker of something raw crossing her face.