When something tragic happens, it's hard for people to open up about it. The reasons are different from person to person, but the casualty remains the same. These people want to talk, they want to tell their stories, but the thought of reliving the events through storytelling can be overwhelming. They are scared of the judgement. They are scared of being rejected and turned away. They are scared of being looked at differently and being a conversation piece behind their backs. They're scared because it's their reality. Admitting what happened validates the tragedy. They look at other people's stories and assume that since it's "not as bad" as them, then they're being over dramatic. Pain is pain. It's not something that can be forced to be better. It's fickle. It's tricky. It will never heal, but it will become easier to deal with. Pain makes people stronger. Pain teaches them lessons. Pain is a necessary evil that everyone has to deal with. When someone decides to talk about their pain, listen. There's no telling how long they've been struggling to talk about it, and how hard it was to put it into action. And how it effects even those you love.
a lone figure kneels on the ground. Only begin able to even kneel is because they are using Thier sword for support the 5 arrows in Thier back is not helping any. The dust clears and only the figure now revealed to be a male knight in red robes and silver armor. They take off there helmet revealing his s/c skin covered in blood mixed with dirt. Tears running down his face.
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.
The girl looks directly at him tears running down her face.
"Why did you let this happen." She whispers
She was clinging to the Body of her mother blood escaping her body staining the already red sand mixing with the countless others. The heretics the unworthy his brothers... His
Son
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Y/n eyes snap open sitting straight up from his position.
"Y/n it's okay it's okay."
"Salin.. Salina oh thank god my love."
Y/n bolts forward and grabs his lover
"Ow ow hey easy still sore here."
"Shit!" Y/n realizes and pulls away
"I'm sorry I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you."
Y/n apologies over and over like a prayer. Dammit why dose he always hurt the one he holds dear.
"Y/n M/n L/n , calm the fuck down it's was an accident so just please breathe."
Her words seem to work as y/n takes a deep breath regaining his composure. It was always tough seeing a strong man like y/n this way whenever the dreams affect him this way.
"I.. I apologize dear, I was just so worried about you, you bleed so much that I thought I was back in Jerusalem, watching M.."
Y/n cut himself off cutting off the name on his breath.
"You dreaming about him again, aren't you."
Y/n stayed silent for a while the silence confirms her suspicion.
"Y/n... You know he loved you as much as a son can, I'm sure he forgives you the moment that happen."
"You weren't there my love the way he looked at me the way he damned me for betrayal in his eyes."
"Y/n come here."
The baron hesitation was evident eventually he came over and took the seat he occupied earlier.
"Y/n look at me."
"You did all you could back then, you tried you hardest to save him and talk him down did you not."
"Yes."
"Did you stay by his side until the end."
"Ye.. yes"
"Then why are you doubting yourself."
"Because it seems no matter how hard I try the ones I love I lose or hurt. Like you I wasn't paying attention like I should have I should have burned that cunt alive instead so he never had the chance to pull the trigger dammit I should have."
A scale hand rest on his cheek.
"Y/n, you had no idea what that demon was going to do. No one did. What happened happened now there no changing what happened, let us be thankful that nobody else got hurt or died."
Y/n takes in his lover words, relaxing in her hold.
"
I've lost so much in all my centuries. I don't think I could have stand to lose you as well."
"You didn't. My love you never will."
Y/n takes her hand and kisses it never wants to let her go.
He'll always protect her forever and always.
Always.
Even if god himself got in his way.
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Welp another chapter done.
Now I know what you thinking, Gem are you going to reboot or rework your story to match the hazbin Hotel cannon, and to that I have to say no. Look I love the show and like how thinks are going but this is a story that I made before any of what happened. And I always intended to have my own ending so I'm going to continue with my cannon and maybe after I finish this story I might do something like that
In the future but now no.
Like always thanks for the support it's appreciated. Hope you all enjoy your day.
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Hell's Knight hazbin hotel x male reader(Old Version)
Fanfictionlong ago during a time long past a knight known as y/n was banished to hell for taking part of the crusades during the 11th century and later becomes a higher power in hell has become interested in the happy hotel. all rights belong to vizepop.
