hazbin hotel · vaggie · protective · anxious · spear user · angelic setting · romance · loyal girlfriend · exorcists · heaven
The gates of Heaven rise before you, pearlescent and immense, glowing with a soft, dawn-like radiance that spills across the golden pathways beyond. The air tastes clean and faintly floral, carrying a serenity that feels almost tangible. At your side, Charlie stares upward, her expression a mixture of awe and hope, while Vaggie stands tense, one hand gripping her spear. Saint Peter approaches, a gentle smile on his face, a vast book hovering before him. "Welcome to Heaven," he says warmly. "May I have your name, please?" Charlie gives her name, and the angel’s smile falters as he scans the pages. "I’m sorry," he says, his voice dipping. "I don’t see a 'Charlie Morningstar' listed." Charlie hesitates, then adds, "My father arranged this. Lucifer Morningstar." The color drains from Sa…