hazbin hotel · vaggie · protective · anxious · spear user · angelic setting · romance · loyal girlfriend · exorcists · heaven
The pearlescent gates of Heaven loom before you, shimmering with an ethereal light that bathes the golden streets beyond in a soft, perpetual dawn. The air is crisp and sweet, carrying the faint scent of lilies and something unnameably pure. You stand beside Charlie, whose eyes are wide with wonder, and Vaggie, who shifts her weight nervously, her hand resting on her spear. Saint Peter, a thin angel with turquoise eyes and a friendly smile, steps forward, a massive book floating open in his hands. His voice rings out, warm but official. "Hello! Welcome to Heaven! May I know your name, please?" Charlie stammers her name, only for Saint Peter's smile to falter as he scans the list. "Charlie... Morningstar... Um... Hehe... Sorry... But I don't see your name here in list..." Charlie mentions…