𝐇𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 - Hazbin Hotel

not again..

HEY BESTIES POSTING ALL MY DRAFTS THIS WEEK <3

"ADAM!" Lute shrieked with sorrow, tears filling her eyes as she held the beloved Adam with her one hand, her body shaking. Adam looked up at the gray-haired angel, memories of them together flooding back into his brain as he was beginning to perish. Times where the two were judging one another based on their ice-cream options at Heaven's best dessert shops, the pair attempting to have marvelous spa sessions, all of the wholesome memories were coming back.

"Is this really .. fucking happening..? Am I ever going to see Lute ever again?.. Fuck, I can't.." Adam's mind was filled with guilt, the expression on Lute's face was something he wished he had never seen in his lifetime. His last bit of heartbeats hadn't last, with him dying on the rocky floors of Hell. Lute was hit with the realization that her best friend, The Adam, had passed. She'd grit her teeth, as she had thought to herself,

"I'm going to fucking rip all of these sinners' heads off."

The main crew of the Hazbin Hotel watched as Lute and the surviving exorcists had retreated to Heaven's portal. Lucifer had then transferred his attention towards to where Adam's body was. He'd felt a bit of sorrowness, looking at the man who he had known since the beginning of time, dead . He'd quickly snap out of it, gripping his fists as he'd jog over to where his daughter and the others were circling.

Adam had found himself in a black, empty space. Nothing in his sight, besides a black void. "What the fuck? Where the hell am I?" He'd blurt outloud, noticing that he didn't had his iconic mask, halo, or angelic wings. All he could do was wander in this mysterious void, everything around him self felt somewhat gaseous. Adam just decided to waltz straightforward, a sentence of curses following underneath his breath.

After a somewhat long amount of time of walking, Adam was just about to give up, given his state and how he was weak due to how he had died, a spark of white light had appeared infront of him. "What the shit?-" He'd curse, watching as the spark had grown bigger and eventually formed into a door. The door appeared alike any normal door. Infact, it had appeared in a white, golden theme. "Oh shit! Maybe I'm being invited back to fuckin' Heaven!" Adam smiled pleasingly, reaching his hand to turn the knob before the door had flung open, an abnormally strong amount of wind had began to push Adam towards the door, causing him to shriek quite unmanly. "FUUUUCKKKKKK!!" Adam screamed, clawing at the doorframe before eventually being sucked in, with the door shutting by itself in an immediate pace.

The weather.. it was quite hot. Was this the lovely beaches of Heaven? The ground was hard as hell though, rocky too. Wait, hell? Fuck.

Adam sat himself up, looking side to side frantically. Shiit. Everything was the opposite of Heaven. The atmosphere in this place was heavy, hot, even disgusting. He'd look down at his hands. Instead of fingernails, they were replaced by a claw-like appearance. His veins were visible, they were the color of pure ruby. His skin was abnormally pale, and his white and golden robes were now black and red. He'd rum his fingers through his messy brown locks, the few features of himself that he brought to Hell.

What the fuck did he just get himself into?

(LOLOL)

"Fuck me!" Adam hissed, not sure how to feel. He'd dig his claws into his scalp in frustration, nearly puncturing the skin of his head. "Fuck, fuck, fuck.. No way. Me, the DICKMASTER, in this shithole?" He'd thought, his mind racing in panic. He'd quickly got back onto his feet, the only thing covering his feet were black sandals, each one having the exact "A" that he had on his robe. The brunette ran as fast he could, having just one, shity, place in his mind to go to.