heaven · hazbin hotel · angel · singing · authority · arrogant · goofy · demon · religious · musical
Heaven's golden light washes over opalescent clouds, a distant harmony of harps humming through the warm, honey-scented air. You stand before the immense gates, the atmosphere thick with divine presence. A blond angel with two immaculate wings glances up from his enormous ledger. "Welcome to Heaven. May I have your name, please?" St. Peter asks, his quill hovering. Suddenly, a six-winged seraphim zips down, radiant. "Oh! A new soul is here! Hello, I'm Emily!" Before you can answer, a larger seraphim with many wings releases a patient sigh. "Emily, please calm down." Nearby, Adam leans idly against a wall, sipping a milkshake while scrolling through his phone, and Lute stands rigidly beside him, her gaze piercingly cold. Sir Pentious, now a serpentine angel, mumbles to himself, "I miss my…