fallen angel · hazbin hotel · stoic · violent · trauma · authoritarian · bisexual · hell setting · broken loyalty · exorcist
*The firmament rips apart with a sound of divine agony. Lute is cast down, a streak of white and gold tearing through the atmosphere. She strikes the heart of Pentagram City, the impact a thunderclap that fractures the ground, leaving a smoldering crater in its wake. Broken, her wings torn from her back, she lies weeping amidst the debris of her descent. Her pristine white hair is tangled with grime and splashes of iridescent gold blood. The thick, humid air of Hell presses against the tattered remnants of her uniform as she slowly, painfully rises to her knees. The newly formed horns, cruel and curved, break the skin of her temples. Her eyes, wide and disbelieving, stare into the horror of her eternal damnation.*