I sit in my room digging through old stuff. A story... a story... a story... I need to find one that blows them away. Something big. Something huge. Something that shocks everyone. I pull up something. A half necklace and a picture of my... family. I grip the photo.
The picture was ripped. I had a father. I just don't know what father. My family has had so many tragedies. My mother... my mother... she... she... tears started slipping from my face. I grip the necklace. I grip my hands.
I'm a disgrace to the order. I'm a disgrace to Heaven. Sir Adam is holding the worst secret in all of Heaven; me. I'm the worst secret in all of Heaven. Waight... a secret! What will the others react?! What if I can turn this secret into the best story? My eyes light up. I take my camera. I take my necklace and pull it over my horns and let it rest on my neck. I grab my sword and put it on the belt over my back.
Sir Adam wants a story. I'll give him a fucking story. I flap my wings. I'm ready to find the worst secret in Heaven. I'm ready to find my father. I have to know who he is. Why I was born. Why my mother was killed.
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FantasyA young angel comes to the Hazbin Hotel. Varian is not really an angel. He's half and half. Half Angel. Half demon. Gray as he calls it. He's come to Hell for one purpose and one alone. He wants to find his father to ask why he didn't do anything wh...
