forgiveness is the hardest thing to do. I understood why vivien was struggling, even when she knew this was most likely her last chance before she dies permanantly, to forgive vox. Even when he came here 10 minutes before the litteral apocolypse to his world, just to apologize.
I tried to hold vivien back as she tried to go back into the exploded building to find vox. I knew it was too late, vox had to be dead. nothing could've survived that explosion. this was evident as all the angels that had almost gotten us were all over the yard, dead and in various degrees of being on fire.
"Yo fuckers! if you're not going to listen to him and get away, at least help me get him somewhere safe so we can save his fucking life!"
apparently valentino had mannaged to come before the house exploded and gotten vox to a nearby bush. So me and vivien helped valentino carry vox to an abandoned restaurant, already ridded of its demons by the angels.
"We need to come up with a plan," I had a valid point.
"I don't think we can fix vox here," stated vivien, "and I don't know how long he will last in his current state.
"y-you want to save him?" I was surprised by this.
"I-I'll forgive him."
"that is so sentimental. but what are we going to do? the angels could come back here at any time." valentino was right, if they saw we reboarded all the windows they would for sure check this place out.
"we go to the hazbin hotel?" I suggested, "I have the bag of weapons valentino had brought to our apartment."
"Sure, this could actually work." After this, we all left.
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elena's story
Fanfictionthis is a hazbin hotel fanfiction branching off of (Loser Baby) this story, elena's story, is about jameses nephilum half sister elena. and a complicated romance between a nephilum and a demon. Taking place during James and Lucy's attempts to fight...
