ᴏᴠᴇʀʟᴏʀᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ (HazbinHotel/Helluvaboss x OC)

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 : 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋

"ᴡᴇʟʟ.
ɪ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs sᴜsᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ
ʜᴇʟʟ ᴡᴀs ʀᴇᴀʟ."

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Weird... I feel hollow.

Why won't my hair stop whipping around my face? And why is the sky red?

Wait.

The sky is red?

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A woman with white -almost silver- hair lands on a road with a thud, previously falling.

She sits up on her knees, a hand on her forehead as a splitting migraine decides to make itself known.

She slowly opens her eyes wide, gaping. She wants to know where she is, figuring that she can barely move a bone in her body. It felt like she had an entire building on her back. It was honestly quite a surprise that she was even able to sit up.

She forces herself to look up.
Her eyes trail around the ground she landed on, noticing she landed in what looked to be a medium-sized crater. Or maybe... Her landing created the crater? Perhaps.

She lowers her head from the strain of moving it around and tries to stand up.

After some struggle, she manages to stand upright, albeit her legs trembling for a moment.

Suddenly, something flashes brightly in front of her face, irritating her eyes. Looking up again, she finds herself being surrounded by people- or, if she could even call them that.

Most of these, these creatures had horns? Or something. And others had skin colors that weren't what you'd see on Earth. Like red, or some even had blue skin. There were many, many other examples.

They didn't scare the woman, let alone intimidate her. She's seen worse. But she's also never seen, anything stranger... They seemed like demons. Many of them had dark and/or unsettling auras surrounding them.

She squints her eyes as a small group of people come out of the whispering crowd. They seemed like a reporting group, or perhaps news? Maybe? Whatever.

"Welcome to hell, darling!" the girl in the news group said, flashing a bright smile at her. "I'm Kattie Killjoy! What's your name, hun?"

"Sin... Just, Sin." The woman, now known as 'Sin' says uncertainly.

"Well darling, you seem pretty powerful, creating that shockwave and crater there!" the news reporter says, looking Sin up and down. "yes... Who knows what great sins you have committed in your mortal life." the reporter once again says, snorting at the irony of Sin's name.

Sin -still worn out from the fall- just barely makes out the fact that the reporter in front of her made it known that the place she was in was the real existing Hell.

"Hold on, did you just say hell?" Sin questions, perplexed.

The reporter looks at her, meeting her eyes. "Yes. That is what I said, did I not?" She questions, rolling her eyes lightly, thinking it was obvious by then.