Hazbin Hotel is Vizipop's creation. I only own my OC the Doe-Eyed Killer Josephine Grace, and any not canon characters, nothing else! Nor do I own the artwork you will see within this story all rights go to the artists!
Also a few villains, one mor...
Lucifer was wide awake walking through his most sacred Apple orchard after finishing his midnight meeting with his many Overlords.
This apple orchard wasn't for eating it was for cultivating souls. Each sinful soul destined for Hell has a special golden apple that appears and grows in size depending on the sins they commit and whenever someone swears on their soul to one of the seven sins the apple glows.
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One prideful soul in particular was a favorite of his. A cannibal serial killer from the Louisiana Bayou. The man always succeed in making Lucifer laugh with that witty morbid humor. A fellow kindred soul with that love for the fiddle. Especially whenever he plays The Devil Went Down To Georgia!
"Well what do you know, it looks like my favorite serial killer is swearing on his soul again to his beloved wife? Such a sweet sentiment really. Good Man...deathly loyal to his wife. Admirable really. I can respect that unconditional love."
Lilith suddenly appeared. "My darling you're back from your midnight meeting? Why are you out here all alone my dearest Apple Pie?"
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"I got sooo lonely while you were gone..."
Lucifer for once didn't acknowledge her seductions and that concerned her when she noticed the glowing apple.
"Darling? What is it?"
"Alastor's soul apple started glowing."
Suddenly Alastor's soul apple started to glow a blindingly bright white. Then it started violently shaking on the branch as if the soul were in unbearable agony...and then...it broke off the tree branch.
That only meant one thing.
"Oh 🤬..." Lucifer stared down at the fallen apple in shock.
Then he felt it. He felt the wrath growing from the depths of the soul apple until its soul finally manifested into its demonic form right on the outskirts of Pentagram City. A thunderous ear splitting wail echoed all throughout Hell as radio static and agonizing screaming entered into their ears. Charlie was crying in her room over the anguish this one soul possessed upon its passing.
