You stepped into the familiar tent with a specific woman inside. You had been here secretly after months after the meeting with Adam.
You stepped into the room, and the woman saw you and smiled.
"Back again?" She asked.
"I need to know more." You reply.
She was an elderly sinner, looked like soothsayer.
She met you on the street a few weeks after the meeting with Adam. She told you about your powers, despite the fact of never knowing you. Ever since, you have been coming here. Learning and harnessing your power.
She was a little weird, though.. she was very firm with you growing more powerful.
"Don't you want to learn? To have that knowledge? Don't you wanna protect your friend?" She'd ask when you wanted a break.
This made you train harder.
This time, you came here on urgency.
You see, you woke this morning and found your forearm in a very scary state.
Instead of the regular arm, your forearm was now made up of white glass-like thick vines with a black smoke trapped inside!
She looked at it, and a look of horror came across your face.
"You.. you're in terrible danger, girl." She shakily exhaled.
"W-what is it?" You ask.
She looked at her book while examining your arm.
"It seems when you didn't agree to the submitting to the voices of temptation, they decided to do another plan.." She trailed off.
"What?! What is this?!" You ask desperately.
She sighed.
"What!?" You yell worriedly.
"Because of your rebellion.. the voices of temptation are now going to force a decision on you. Two, to be exact."
She explained.
You look at her, waiting for her to continue.
"One, become a true sinner and leave your morals behind..."
You clutch your cursed arm. You didn't want that one..
"Or.."
"Or what?" You ask.
"Let me explain this thoroughly so you can understand the second option.." She said.
You sigh, desperately.
She licked her lips, shakily as she spoke.
"Your soul.. isn't a sinner soul.."
You gasp.
Wait.. what? How.. you died and came down here.. how does that not make you a sinner.
"What...soul am I?" You ask softly.
"You.. have the soul.. of a high ranking.. winner. A heaven soul."
Your eyes widen, and your mouth hung open.
A heaven soul.. A heaven soul!!
"H-how do I..?" You began.
"Doesn't matter at the moment. Please let me continue." She interrupted.
You nodded slowly.
"Your soul isn't in balance with your body. Your body is a sinner body. Your soul and body fight constantly against each other."
You stare at her.
"If you don't take the first option, which is the safest.. your body will not be able to balance, and your body will form a cocoon, the thing on your arm, and it will embed your winner powers into the cocoon, preparing you to turn into a...
She trailed off.
You sigh shakily." A what?"
"...a monster of unbalance." She finished.
Your eyes widen more, and you let out a choked gasp.
"All of your memories.. will be erased as soon as you turn.. you will forget your friends, your morals..." She stopped.
"Your humanity."
Okay, the first option seemed better now.
"Okay, I-I can take the first one." You say, shakily with a smile.
"At least, I'll remember everyone."
She stopped.
You looked at her.
"Please dont.. tell me that.." You began
"Becoming a true sinner will erase your morals and humanity. It will also.."
She began.
Tears stung your eyes.
"No." You say.
"Erase your.." She added.
"No!" You interrupted her.
"..memories too." She finished.
You breathe in sharply before clenching your fist. Tears fell from your face as
you slammed your fist against the ground.
This couldn't be happening. Two options. Both required you to lose your humanity and morals. One, become a true sinner, the other.. become a monster!
You let out a pained cry.
Why. Why did this have to happen? Why?
"There is a..possibility..to survive the second one."
You slowly look up at the soothsayer.
"It will be painful and require you to leave your friends.." She explained.
You pant shakily.
"But.. if you make it.. you will be the same.. with stronger powers.
You sigh, feeling relief. It may be a small comfort, but that's better than anything!
"Your body will form more of those cocoon on you. They also depend on your emotions. The stronger the emotion.. the faster the cocoon wraps." She explained." Be careful of your emotions."
You nodded.
"I believe our time is up." She said.
You wiped your eyes, placing your arm back into bandages to hide it. You were about to leave when..
"This probably isn't the best time to say, but your spider friend is in trouble."
You froze.
Angel?
"What is it?" You ask.
She hesitated.
"I promise I'll be.. I'll be careful." You plead.
"..his boss..Valentino.. isn't treating him..so well. Your princess friend couldn't stop it."
Your body tensed.
Charlie?
"Where?" You ask.
"Where is this, Valentino?" You ask.
"In his famous p*rn studio. Be careful."
She warned.
You walked out.
You were scared. Scared for Angel. Scared for Charlie.
What did this... this... sick, cheating overlord do?
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Not Like Others
FanfictionYou died and went to where the sinners and hellborne reside. But you...aren't like any sinner down there. (You are a female reader) Hazbin hotel does not belong to me neither does the characters. Hazbin hotel belongs to vivziepop.
