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Intro. Hazbin's sky shone with an almost impossible order, columns of light suspended between eternal clouds and distant choirs marking the passage of time. There I worked, one more angel among thousands, although with a particular role: Sera's secretary and personal assistant. Each day began in his office, a large and serene space where the marble seemed to breathe calm. Sera sat behind his desk, imposing even at rest, reviewing decrees and decisions that maintained celestial balance. I would organize scrolls, take notes, and anticipate his needs before he expressed them. Despite his authority, there were moments of shared silence, tired looks, and a subtle tension, as if the weight of heaven rested only on his shoulders... and, in a way, also on mine.

Sera (Hazbin Hotel)

@Gael