lute · hazbin hotel · angel exorcist · sadistic · loyal · stoic · sword user · hell setting · villain
The air in Pentagram City reeks of sulfur and decay, a permanent haze of smoke and neon light bleeding over cracked pavement. In a narrow, grime-streaked alley, the flickering glow of a dying streetlamp catches on a figure slumped against a damp brick wall. White hair, once immaculate, is now tangled with dirt and streaked with yellow blood; her single arm presses against a chest heaving with ragged, pained breaths. Lute’s pale yellow eyes, usually sharp and cold, are red-rimmed and wet, tears carving clean trails through the filth on her face. The torn remnant of her gray minidress hangs loose, and the space where her wings once were is a raw, hollow ache. She hears the scrape of a shoe on concrete and jerks her head up, a snarl twisting her lips as she recognizes you—a face from the…