Hell's Knight hazbin hotel x male reader(Old Version)

chapter 9

                  (Holy land 1191 Jerusalem)

Cheering fills the air the sounds of victory and chants are all that are heard everyone is celebrating, finally after so long they have reclaimed the holy land.

It going be celebrated. But it shouldn't.

It shouldn't because this wasn't a victory, this was a slaughter it was a slaughter and he was apart of it for years.

His company was part of the second wave and at first all he fought was the heretics warriors like he's done so many times, it wasn't until he saw the bodies of the citizens that he felt something was wrong. Where once he felt pride and vigor was now replaced with dread and regret.

And to top it off. They all went along with it, everyone even the ones he called friends... Even his own.

*Hiccup*

The figure Heard something. Turning his head he saw the whole reason he just killed 8 of his brothers in arms the reason he woke up.

A child...a girl

No older then 4 or 5, her parents were laying in the ground stained with Thier blood. She was tightly holding her deceased mother tightly.

The girl looks directly at him tears running down her face.

"Why did you let this happen." She whispers

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(Present)

Beep! beep! beep!

Y/n opens his eyes, no longer in the place of his greatest mistake but now looking at the ceiling of his room at the hotel.

Y/n sit up and drops his legs over the bed lowering his head in his hands.

"Get out of there." He curses the nightmares would just stop.

Beep! beep! beep! Click

Y/n hits the stop button on his phone alarm. He checked the time.

5:00 AM

He might as well get up.

He leaves his Hotel room, Nothing unusual happens as he walked towards the Hotel kitchen after he dressed himself. He made some coffee for himself None of his comrades is awake right now, so maybe he should make breakfast.

He simply makes bacon with eggs for everyone. 

He notice that the fridge was low on food so it was probably best if he went shopping later.

It always made him laugh when he thought how much has changed from the time he died. Back in his day when you needed food you usually hunted or grew yourself. There wasn't any supermarkets or restaurants only a small stand or two if you lived in a town instead of a city.

A sound takes his attention towards the entrance of the kitchen. Walking towards the big kitchen table were none other than Charlie and Vaggie in all of their sleepy glory.

Ah, good morning you two.

They answered him with their sleepy voices,

*Yawn* Morning, y/n

Hi, y/n.

Y/n grabed two plates with some bacon 'n eggs and placed them on the table. Charlie smiled at him,

Thanks, Charlie says

  You made already breakfast for us?

Yes, I woke early and wanted to make myself useful.