**Lute’s POV**
The hospital was in chaos. Doctors rushed past me, their faces grim as they wheeled **Y/N** into an emergency room, her body limp and bleeding profusely. My heart felt like it was being ripped apart as I stood frozen, unable to move, unable to think. All I could do was watch as the door to the operating room slammed shut, locking me out.
I had failed her. **Y/N**, the strongest, coldest commander in Heaven, was now lying on that bed, and it was my fault. If I had been faster, if I had protected her like I was supposed to... but no. The betrayal, the confusion—it had all happened so fast.
Her last words echoed in my mind. "Shh, don’t cry... everything will be okay." But how could anything be okay now? I fell to my knees, my wings limp at my sides as I broke down in tears, sobbing uncontrollably. I had carried her here, but I couldn’t save her.
And then, the worst news came.
A doctor walked out, his face pale and his eyes heavy with sorrow. "I’m sorry... but she didn’t make it."
It felt like the world stopped. My breath caught in my throat, and I couldn’t think. I collapsed, my body shaking as the tears poured from my eyes. **Y/N** was gone. **Gone**.
I could hear a faint commotion in the distance, voices rushing, but I couldn’t focus on them. All I could think about was the weight of her body in my arms, the blood staining my clothes, and the smile she gave me before she passed out. That gentle, final smile.
"**Y/N**..." I whispered, my voice broken, trembling.
**Lily and Emily** arrived next, rushing into the hallway, their eyes wide with horror as they saw me lying on the floor. "What happened?" Lily demanded, her voice shaking.
I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t form the words. The moment they saw my face, they knew. Lily fell to her knees beside me, screaming out in despair, her fists pounding the ground as she cursed and sobbed. Emily wrapped her arms around both of us, her own tears streaming down her face as we huddled together, consumed by grief.
The hospital staff moved around us, but the world felt distant, as though it had retreated to some far-off place. The news spread quickly—**Y/N**, Heaven’s most powerful commander, was dead. And as the news reached **Sera**, her rage became the storm that followed.
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**Sera’s POV**
The moment I heard the news, something inside me snapped. **Y/N**—my girl, my warrior—was gone. And I had been right. I had known from the start that letting her join Adam’s armies was a mistake, but she insisted. She had always been stubborn, always so determined to prove herself. I had supported her, even when my heart told me not to.
But now she was **dead**.
My wings flared out, shaking the heavens as a storm gathered above. The angels had never seen me like this—**Sera in rage**. My fury was boundless, my grief even greater. "Where is **Adam**?" I demanded, my voice echoing across Heaven, sending tremors through the clouds.
The angels scattered, afraid to approach me. They had never seen me like this, not in all their years. **Adam**... he had failed her. **He let this happen**.
I would make sure he paid for it.
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**Emily’s POV**
The hospital was filled with silence, except for the sound of our sobs. **Lily** was a mess, her tears falling endlessly as she clung to me and **Lute**. None of us could understand it—how could she be gone? **Y/N** had been everything to us. She had raised us, protected us, and now she was just... gone.
Lily’s sobs turned into screams, her voice hoarse as she cried out for her sister, for the commander who had always been there for us. But no one could bring her back. Not even **Sera**, no matter how powerful she was.
The doctors tried to console us, but there was nothing they could do. **Y/N** was gone, and with her, a part of us had died too.
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**The Sky’s Sign**
As we mourned in the hospital, something strange began to happen. The skies darkened, and a strange glow appeared across all three realms—Heaven, Hell, and Earth. **A sign**.
In Heaven, the angels looked up, their hearts heavy with the weight of their loss. They saw the sky glow with a strange, somber light, signaling that the great **Commander Y/N** had fallen.
In Hell, the demons felt the shift too. They stared at the heavens, confused and uneasy, as if some powerful force had been silenced. **Lucifer** and **Alastor** knew. They felt it in their bones—the one who had walked among them, the one who had hidden her true identity, was no more.
On Earth, the humans were oblivious. To them, the strange glow in the sky was nothing more than a beautiful, mysterious phenomenon. They believed it was a blessing, a sign of good fortune, unaware of the tragedy unfolding between Heaven and Hell.
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Back in Heaven, the Archangels and angels gathered in silence, their eyes turned toward **Sera**, whose rage continued to swell like a hurricane. The entire realm trembled under her power, and everyone knew—**this was not over**.
And though **Y/N** was gone, her memory would leave scars in the hearts of those who loved her.
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The Forgotten Celestial (Hazbin hotel AU)
FanfictionIn the beginning, Y/N awoke in Heaven with no name, no past, and a hidden purpose that even the highest of angels could not explain. Trained as the commander of Heaven's Exorcists, Y/N became the unyielding sword between worlds, fighting to maintain...
