(Hazbin Hotel) The Radio Demon and The Doe-Eyed Killer

Chapter 145: The Keeper of Truth

Everyone in the dining room were so horrified by what they were seeing that they were unable to make a sound to justify the horror of such a brutal attack.

The three angelic brothers were all keenly aware of the quiet gut wrenching sobs of Charlie. Sobs that had Lucifer and Gabriel both regretting this decision to show them. It was worse for Lucifer since she was sitting right in front of him...

Then there's Josephine, who was crying within Alastor's arms and holding onto her stomach.

They all had wide eyed gazes and the spider siblings looked close to vomiting. Husk was actually crying as he removed his hat and placed it against his chest. Amos looked as white as a corpse. Abigail and Mimzy looked close to fainting. Cherri Bomb, Vaggie, and Niffty all had their jaws unhinged. Lilith was frozen as Rosie gently rubbed her knuckles in a soothing gesture.

However, Azrael was primarily focused on how Alastor was slowly shaking his head in disbelief as his Shadow was stroking his hair in a calming gesture while the Stag was holding his crying wife in his arms.

Without a word between the three brothers the Light Orb glowed as the memory played the dramatic moment once again.
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"DADDDDDDDDYYYYYY!!!"

God's eyes widened as his golden lifeblood spilled from between his lips. Acheron placed his right hand on God's shoulder and whispered into his ear.

"This—is how Heaven falls..."

Acheron pulls his hand out of God's side and to put insult to injury he shoved God away from his sons. "Look at you now!"

Acheron storms over and kicks God. "Weak!"

"𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓱𝓱𝓱!"

Uriel shouted. "Stop It!!!"

Raguel screamed. "DADDY!!!"

Acheron picks God up by his face. God desperately tries to free himself and Acheron grinned viciously. "Vulnerable!" He slams God down into the stone floor with enough force to leave deep cracks in the stone.

God groaned weakly as Acheron loomed over him. "Flawed of that divine perfection you so openly claim to have. And you call yourself the Great Creator?"

God was without his Light Sword but he grabbed Acheron's wrist and snarled as his golden lifeblood was still dripping out from his wound and from between his clenched teeth. Acheron was surprised by the grip God had upon his wrist when he had to pry his wrist out from God's death-grip when he was suddenly met with a nasty electrocution attack. God allowed his powers over lightning to violently electrocute Acheron into releasing him.

Acheron stumbled backwards and shook off the lingering static charges against his body.

God was breathing heavily and severely wounded as he forced himself onto his knees. Standing in front of God was once the being he had called his friend, his brother—his family.

With the battle axe in hand, Acheron looked at God with a ferocious anger.

"It could have been perfect, but you could not see their flaws! The chaos they would cause! All because of your love for them! Now look at you, you are just as weak as they are! They all died smiling! Smiling! As if their sacrifices will actually mean anything now?"

He sneered as he spoke. "You only created them to die in this hopeless war, and you call me cruel? You're the cruel one here God. To call them your children only to sacrifice them for the sake of those two pathetic little children..."