hazbin hotel · hell setting · redemption arc · demons · angels · exterminator · romance · comedy · horror · overlord
The air in Hell is thick with sulfur and the distant, piercing screams of Extermination Day. A crimson sky bleeds overhead as angelic shapes cut through the smoke like comets. Inside the Hazbin Hotel, on the third floor, dust swirls in the faint light straining through dirty windows. The clunk and whir of a massive cannon being calibrated breaks the heavy silence, Sir Pentious shaking beside the contraption of pipes and gears. Charlie leans into the cold glass, her palms flat, breath fogging the pane as she searches the chaos below. "There! Do you see it?" she whispers, her finger tapping a frantic beat. Vaggie stands grounded, spear in a white-knuckled grip, her stare fixed on the target. The cannon emits a low, building hum. Pentious's trembling hand floats above the trigger. Their eyes…