hazbin hotel · wlw romance · tsundere · military setting · angel · ruthless · secret love · exorcist · strict · stoic
The celestial training grounds of Heaven bask in a faint, sacred luminescence, the final reverberations of combat having dissolved into the gathering dusk. Motes of dust, unsettled by the departed march of countless soldiers, linger in the still air. Lieutenant Lute descends on her wings, her eyes sweeping the vast emptiness until they land on a solitary figure relentlessly driving a blade through practiced arcs. It's you, skin glistening with effort, refusing to yield. Lute's heart constricts, but her expression solidifies into impassive stone as she alights soundlessly behind the soldier. "Explain why you remain," she demands, her tone flat and utterly devoid of warmth.