Helltaker one shots

Between Heaven and Hell

Second part of let me go. Tofuu21 he knew some how

The pearly gates shimmered open with a quiet radiance, and an angel descended swiftly, her wings catching the golden light as she journeyed to retrieve a soul. Below her lay a simple tombstone, weathered but dignified, etched with words that whispered of a life lived:

Y/n L/n — Loving husband and beloved friend. May he rest in peace for eternity.

As the angel touched the stone, Y/n's soul materialized, draped in a flowing white tunic, a halo glowing softly above his head, and vast wings unfolding gracefully behind him. His eyes fluttered open, confusion etched across his face as he scanned his ethereal surroundings.

"Where am I?" he whispered, stepping forward, only to falter and kneel. A gentle smile broke through the mist, and there she stood—an angel unlike any other. Her eyes shone a deep, knowing blue; a golden halo hovered over her immaculate white business suit, accented with a delicate blue tie.

"Hey, Y/n," she said, her voice like a lullaby. "I'm Lapis—Lapis Lazuli. You can probably guess why, right? The eyes," she giggled softly, reaching for his hand. In an instant, they soared together through the sky, rising above the clouds until the golden gates gleamed before them.

Y/n looked around, the weight of his strange new reality settling in. He had spent his days entangled with devils and demons, yet here he was, welcomed among the heavens. A flood of memories crashed through his mind—moments with each of the girls, laughter and love mingling with pain and sacrifice.

"Miss Lapis," he finally said, voice trembling with uncertainty. "Shouldn't I be in Hell? I... I dated a harem of demons. Why am I still here?"

Lapis's gaze softened, understanding dawning in her eyes. "You lived a life filled with kindness, Y/n. You helped those in need, gave time to shelters, cared for your family when you were just a boy. Your heart was too full of light to be denied."

Tears welled in his eyes as a fragile smile broke through his solemn expression. "I appreciate that," he said quietly, "but I can't let go. They gave me love... true love."

Without warning, the cloud beneath him gave way. Y/n plunged through an abyssal darkness until a fiery landscape emerged—a stark contrast to the serene heavens above. The gates of Hell loomed before him, and within, Judgment awaited.

Her face was stern, anger flickering behind her eyes, but beneath the hardness lay a sorrow that only deepened as she scanned the list of souls marked for reckoning. Then, her gaze caught on a familiar name—Y/n L/n. Confusion softened into something more vulnerable as she sensed a presence behind her.

"Y/n," she whispered, voice breaking. He stepped forward, tears tracing silent paths down his face. "I missed you so much, Judgment."

She turned, and without hesitation, wrapped her arms around him. Tears streamed freely from her eyes as she nuzzled into his chest, breathing deeply of his scent—a moment suspended between pain and the love that refused to fade.

He saw her first—Lucifer, radiant and mischievous, offering a sly smile that still made his heart race.

Pandemonica appeared next, her gentle strength a quiet comfort in the chaos.

Malina's playful eyes sparkled, teasing yet tender, as if sharing a secret only he could hear.

Justice stood firm, her unwavering loyalty a shield in every battle he faced.

Beelzebub's soft laughter echoed, warmth flooding the coldest corners of his soul.

Modeus's shy smile, breaking through her fierce exterior, spoke of a love fiercely guarded.

And finally, Zdrada—fiery and unrestrained—her wild passion a reminder of the life he had touched.

Each face brought a wave of longing and gratitude, threads woven into the tapestry of his existence.