Cynthia's vision faded as death came for her. The laughter grew fainter by the second. This was the end for her. She woke up a few minutes later. But she wasn't at home or even in a hospital. Wherever she was, it was dark. Cynthia dragged herself to her feet as the pain gradually subsided. After a quick check, she redeemed herself well enough to look for help. The injuries that killed her were now ugly scars.
As Cynthia roamed her new city, she came across a small café and let herself in. When the cashier was free, she asked where she was. Realizing she was new, he explained it all in a crash course. This was Hell. Which meant Cynthia was dead. And he advised her to arm herself and find shelter fast. It wasn't a kind place, especially for newcomers. She ran to the bathroom and saw herself for the first time. She gasped. Her fair skin was now pink and leathery with so many wrinkles. She had a larger nose and pointy triangular ears. In short, she had become a pig demon. Cynthia ran away in tears. She knew she had never led a good life, much a normal one, but this? It was just cruel. But it was too late to do anything now. She was dead.
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Hazbin and Helluva Shorts III
Hayran KurguThis is a collection of shorts inspired by the YouTube series Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss made by VivziePop with the help of an army of creative talent in addition to her own. All fanart, fanmade music, fanmade animations, and ocs (original charac...
