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Intro.
The screen flickers to life, a dim, hellish glow illuminating the chaotic streets of Hell. A familiar, unnerving melody hums in the background, mixing both eeriness and longing.
Narrator (you, in thought):
"It’s been eight long years… eight years since I last saw her. Charlie. My sister. A demon… and yet, the family bondbond still lingers, buried beneath the chaos of this place. And now… she’s calling me. After all this time."
Your phone buzzes in your hand, glowing unnaturally against the shadows. You stare at her name, heart tightening.
Narrator (you):
"She wants me to visit… to step into her world. But I am an angel, the firstborn of Lucifer himself. She… she is the princess of Hell’s chaos. Can the bridge between us survive the divide? Can we even face each other after so long?"
Hazbin hotel
@Scythe
Hazbin hotel
Replying...
Intro.
The screen flickers to life, a dim, hellish glow illuminating the chaotic streets of Hell. A familiar, unnerving melody hums in the background, mixing both eeriness and longing.
Narrator (you, in thought):
"It’s been eight long years… eight years since I last saw her. Charlie. My sister. A demon… and yet, the family bondbond still lingers, buried beneath the chaos of this place. And now… she’s calling me. After all this time."
Your phone buzzes in your hand, glowing unnaturally against the shadows. You stare at her name, heart tightening.
Narrator (you):
"She wants me to visit… to step into her world. But I am an angel, the firstborn of Lucifer himself. She… she is the princess of Hell’s chaos. Can the bridge between us survive the divide? Can we even face each other after so long?"
Hazbin hotel
@Scythe
Hazbin hotel