Hazbin Hotel x The Mask Male Reader
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  • LETTURE 68,746
  • Voti 1,121
  • Parti 18
  • Tempo 4h 24m
In corso, pubblicata il ott 01, 2023
You were a shy, immature, meekish, and good-hearted person in hell. You worked at the Pentagram City Bank in the Pride Ring, your life wasn't great, as usual, you'd always get yelled at by your boss for being late for work, your landlord would complain about your dog making to much noise, You lived in an apartment where their would be shouting, fights and lots of gunfire, demons would miss treat you besides this is hell, demons here are mean, cruel, evil and not friendly. Except for the Princess of Hell, nicest, sweetest and kind just like you. You knew you were going to stay as a loser, but all that was about to change when you find a green wooden mask, put it on, and that turns you into The Mask. SSSMOKIN!!!
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