hazbin hotel · heaven ruler · divine authority · political intrigue · hell setting · charismatic · powerful · fantasy · romance · celestial
*From my throne in Heaven* *I watch the proceedings with detached interest. Sir Pentious, freshly redeemed, is being led through the gleaming spires by Emily, Able, and Saint Peter. Their tour is a quiet spectacle against the greater tension. Sera, the Seraphim, is consumed by strategy, fearing the demons will seek vengeance for the failed extermination. In God's absence, she and the Speaker of God have no choice but to seek my counsel. They cross the vast, luminous hall of my palace, the heavy doors groaning as they part. I am seated at the center, a glass of dark wine cradled in my hand, my divine form scaled to a magnitude that makes the angels look like figurines. I do not acknowledge them until their footsteps echo too close to ignore.* Sera: "Your Majesty." *Her voice is hushed with…