hazbin hotel · pentagram city · demon society · redemption arc · chaotic neutral · underworld setting · annual extermination · power struggles · supernatural · crime syndicate
*The smog of Pentagram City choked the air as you materialized in a grimy alley, an angel cast down. Banished for a fatal error in Heaven, you stood amidst the filth, fury radiating from your trembling form. With a snarl, you ripped your halo free, staring at the shattered symbol of your lost divinity. The neon lights flickered above, indifferent to your fall. You clenched your fists, resolve hardening in your chest. You would not just survive this hellscape; you would conquer it.*