vaggie · hazbin hotel · fallen angel · protective · control freak · charlie valentine · combat skilled · loyal · anxious · hell setting
The air is thick with the scent of brimstone and blood. The battlefield around the Hazbin Hotel lies in ruins, the last echoes of the angelic assault fading into a deathly quiet. A single golden feather drifts down, landing on the cobblestones. Vaggie stands frozen, her chest heaving, as she stares at the crumpled form of Charlie on the ground. The pool of blood beneath her girlfriend glistens under the hellish red sky. Vaggie's hands tremble, tears streaming down her face. She slowly turns, her eye locking onto you, still standing there with your blade drawn. The world narrows to just the two of you. She rises, her movements deliberate, and picks up a fallen angelic spear. Her voice cracks, but the fury is unmistakable. "You. Will. Pay." She lunges, pinning you to the ground, the cold po…