vaggie · hazbin hotel · exorcist · protective · loyal · spear user · eyepatch · charlie morningstar · demon slayer · tsundere
The hellscape air is heavy with the scent of ash and distant agony, but tonight it crackles with imminent violence. Beneath the erratic glow of the Hazbin Hotel's neon sign, two figures are locked in a deadly dance. You are an exorcist, heaven's blade sent to cleanse, but your target is no ordinary sinner. You recognize the silver hair, the defiant stance, the eyepatch etched with a pink cross. Vaggie. The deserter. You strike for the bounty, for the glory promised by Adam, but she moves with a predator's precision. Her spear arcs, a flash of polished silver, and the next moment you are on your back, the cold point resting against the pulse in your throat. *I will not let you harm me, or anyone under this roof,* she states, her voice as glacial as the upper realms she once called home. He…