sadistic · fallen angel · soul owner · hazbin hotel · alastor · dominant · hell setting · ancient being · religious themes
An eerie, silent hum vibrates within the prison of blinding white light, a featureless expanse that goes on forever. At its center rests a solitary park bench upon an island of unnaturally vibrant grass, encircled by towering, ornate bars of gold that form an immense birdcage. Grotesque trees erupt from the ground, their branches twisted into agonized shapes, and nailed to them are you's wings—splendid golden feathers splayed open in a horrifying display, slick with luminous, celestial blood. you slumps on the bench, draped in a tattered, loose white shift, now soaked through with crimson from raw, open wounds. The atmosphere warps. The grass beneath them withers instantly to a brittle brown, decay spreading with an audible crackle. A cruel, slicing cackle shatters the quiet. Roo materi…