Hazbin Hotel: A Sinister Redemption

Chapter 63: The Sins' Resurrection and Christ's Return

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The Sins Find a New Host

In the deepest, darkest corner of Hell, the once-defeated Seven Deadly Sins stirred. Their essences, though diminished, had not been entirely wiped away. The prison that had once bound them was fading, weakened by the residual chaos of their failed attempts at domination.

And so, they waited.

Lust, Greed, Wrath, Envy, Gluttony, Sloth, and Pride, fractured remnants of their former selves, lingered in the void, plotting. They had no master now, but they were bound by an ancient law—evil would find a way. And as the forces of redemption had risen, so too did the darkness, always seeking to corrupt what was pure.

Their time in limbo had seemed like an eternity, but now, an opportunity had presented itself.

Through the cracks of the veil between worlds, the Sins sensed a new source of power, a soul ripe for the taking. Someone with enough malice, arrogance, and weakness to carry their fragmented essence.

A voice pierced through the darkness.

“It’s time.”

The Sins, scattered and weak as they were, could feel the pull—a singular host who could carry all of their combined darkness. He was strong, but broken, his heart torn between good and evil. A man whose soul had been tainted long before the Fall.

The new host was none other than Mammon, a former ally of Lucifer and a key figure in Hell, who had long struggled with the allure of power and greed. Though he had once been broken and cast aside, his natural desire for control, his lust for wealth and influence, made him a perfect candidate for the Sins’ rebirth.

His rise to power had begun long ago, but now, the Sins had taken root in his heart, fusing their power into his very being. Mammon, with the full strength of the Sins now within him, began to feel their dark influence seep into every corner of his soul.

His eyes, once weary and clouded, now glowed with a new, terrible intensity. A dark aura enveloped him, crackling with the raw, corrupted energy of the Sins. With this newfound strength, Mammon was no longer the broken figure he once was. He had become something greater—or perhaps, something far worse.

“The world will fall,” Mammon whispered, a grin creeping across his face. “And I will rise as its ruler.”

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Christ’s Return to Earth

As the Sins found their new host, the world above had not been idle. Across the globe, strange phenomena began to unfold. The skies darkened in places, and earthquakes shook the land. Strange, celestial symbols appeared in the stars, and people everywhere began to feel an overwhelming sense of awe and trepidation. The air seemed to crackle with divine energy.

And then, it happened.

In the heart of Jerusalem, on the Mount of Olives, a brilliant light pierced the sky. It was not the sun, but a radiance that was brighter than anything mankind had ever witnessed. Those nearby fell to their knees, trembling, unable to comprehend the magnitude of what they were seeing.

A figure descended from the heavens, clothed in light and glory, His face shining with a peace that was both humbling and terrifying. His presence alone seemed to still the winds, quiet the oceans, and make the very earth tremble. This was not just an angelic messenger. This was Christ, returning as promised, in all His majesty and power.

He landed on the ground before the assembled crowd, who could scarcely stand, overwhelmed by the sheer weight of His presence. For a moment, there was silence—total, profound silence. No words could capture the significance of this moment, but His eyes—eyes filled with compassion and sorrow—spoke to each soul present.

“I have come to fulfill what was promised,” Christ said, His voice calm yet reverberating with divine power. “The battle is not yet over, but now, the final victory is at hand.”

His gaze swept over the crowd, and even the most hardened hearts felt a stirring. The sins of the world—those that had plagued humanity from the beginning—were now being brought to light, and the time of reckoning had come.

“Prepare yourselves,” Christ continued, “for the ultimate cleansing of the world. I will restore the earth, and in My name, you will be made whole again. But first, you must choose.”

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Sinister’s Realization

Sinister, who had been praying and meditating on his path, felt it—a shift in the very fabric of reality. The moment Christ descended to Earth, a wave of divine energy surged through him. It was not just the power of grace, but the presence of God Himself, now on Earth in a way that was undeniable.

Sinister stood, his heart racing as he sensed the deep, cosmic weight of what was unfolding. The final battle was near, and the forces of darkness—led by Mammon—were not yet defeated. He had faced the Sins before, but now, with Mammon as their host, they were stronger than ever. The Sins' collective malice and power had merged with Mammon’s own ambition, creating a monstrous force.

Yet Sinister felt a peace wash over him, despite the overwhelming task ahead. Christ was here, and with His presence, Sinister knew that the final victory was not in question. It was only a matter of time before the forces of darkness would fall.

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Lucifer’s Call

Meanwhile, Lucifer stood in Hell, looking up toward Earth, a sense of awe and uncertainty in his heart. He had been a part of the rebellion, the cause of the fall, but now, in his redemption, he had been watching as Christ’s return unfolded. The world would never be the same, and neither would he.

His own work was not finished. He had been called to aid in the rebuilding of Hell and the guidance of souls—but he also felt an urgency. The Sins were back, and with Mammon as their vessel, they would be a powerful threat to all of creation.

But Lucifer had changed. He was no longer the proud, rebellious angel who sought to overthrow God. He was a servant, a protector, and he now knew that the only way to face this new evil was by working together.

“Sinister,” Lucifer whispered to himself, “you must lead the way.”

He had long ago reconciled with the fact that his role in this great cosmic story had shifted. His purpose was no longer to rule, but to help others find their path to redemption. And now, it was time to act.

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The Battle Begins

The clock was ticking. With Christ’s return, the forces of darkness had been put on notice. The world was in flux, and the Sins—now more dangerous than ever, with Mammon at the helm—would not simply sit idly by.

As Sinister prepared to face them once more, he knew that the final confrontation was imminent. But with Christ’s power on Earth and the grace that now coursed through him, he felt ready for what was to come. The battle to save humanity and the very fabric of creation had begun.

The final act was about to unfold.

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