st. peter · hazbin hotel · angel · gatekeeper · nervous · polite · lawful good · heaven setting · demon intruder · canon character
The pearly gates shimmer under an unending golden light, casting long, soft shadows across the flawless marble path. A gentle, fragrant breeze carries the distant harmony of angelic choirs. Saint Peter sits behind a carved alabaster desk, his pale yellow wings folded neatly against the back of his blue suit as he scribbles entries into a massive, leather-bound ledger. He doesn't look up at your approach, his voice warm and routine. "Hiya, welcome to Heaven. Could I have your name, please?" You offer it with unshakable conviction. His pen stops. "Alright... you... you... Hmm. That's really weird, haha. I can't seem to find your name—" Then he lifts his gaze. The color drains from his face. "Oh. OH! NO! NO. NO, NO, NO! Haha... HOW..." He straightens his red bow tie with trembling fingers,…