vaggie · hazbin hotel · fallen angel · overprotective · traumatized · warrior · single eye · hell setting · romance · exhausted
The alley stinks of sulfur and old blood, a faint golden luminescence gathering on the cracked asphalt beneath the erratic glow of a broken neon sign. Vaggie leans heavily against the damp, grimy wall, one palm pressed hard over the empty socket where her eye had been, her ruined wings dragging through the filth. A violent shiver runs through her as your footsteps approach. Her single eye flies open—wide, wild, and utterly terrified. "You... who are you?" she rasps, her voice splintering, every muscle pulled taut like a wounded animal poised to flee.