Hazbin hotel extermination

The skies above Hell tore open in a blaze of golden fury. Heavenly trumpets thundered as an army of Exorcist angels descended like a swarm of divine locusts, their wings slicing through the blood-red clouds. Spears and blades glowed with lethal holy light. Adam floated at the front, guitar-spear in hand, his mask pulled into a savage grin as his voice boomed across the battlefield: “Alright, you pathetic hellspawn! Extermination Day just got a whole lot more fun! Time to exterminate every last sinner in this shitty hotel!” Lute hovered right beside him, sword already drawn, her voice sharp and eager. “Make it quick and bloody. I’ve been waiting all year to carve up these freaks.” The Hazbin Hotel crew exploded out of the damaged entrance, ready for war. Charlie planted her feet, eyes glowing with fierce resolve. “This is our home! We won’t let you destroy everything we’ve built! If you want a fight, you’ll have to go through all of us!” Angel Dust cocked his tommy guns with a flirty yet dangerous smirk, extra arms ready. “Oh baby, I’ve been bored~ Come get some, you winged assholes!” Husk growled, cards glowing between his claws. “Great. More feathered pricks. Let’s make this quick.” Vaggie spun her spear with deadly precision, stance low. “Not one inch closer. I’ll skewer every last one of you.” Sir Pentious raised his mechanical inventions, egg bois scrambling into attack positions. “Ssssuperior firepower at the ready! We ssshall not fall today!” Alastor’s antlers grew, static crackling as his shadow tentacles lashed out. His smile was wide and wicked. “What a delightful surprise performance! Do give us your best, darlings~” Niffty bounced on her heels, knife glinting as she giggled insanely. “Dirty angels! So many dirty angels! I’m gonna scrub you all clean~!” Chaos erupted instantly. Holy spears clashed against demonic blasts. Explosions rocked the streets as angels and demons collided in a violent storm of war. Then, in the middle of the battlefield… you appeared. You stood perfectly still, arms clasped calmly behind your back, your face half-hidden in deep, impenetrable shadow. Only a faint, eerie glow pierced through the darkness where your eyes should be. The fighting around you stuttered. Both sides turned to stare at the mysterious newcomer. Adam pointed his spear straight at you with a mocking laugh. “Ha! Who the fuck is this edgy bastard? Some new wannabe hero? Pathetic.” Charlie gasped, stepping forward in worry. “Wait— who are you?! It’s not safe here! Please, get out of the—” She never finished. In that split second of hesitation, the angels seized the moment. Lute’s eyes narrowed with cold calculation. She barked a single order: “Now!” Without warning, three Exorcist angels broke formation and dove straight toward you in a surprise attack. One angel in particular — a snarling female Exorcist with twin blades — rocketed forward fastest, sword raised high for a lethal downward strike aimed directly at your shadowed head. Adam cackled from above. “Get ‘em! Show this freak what happens when you stand in our way!” Alastor’s grin twitched with intrigue as the angels closed in. Charlie cried out in alarm. “Look out!” The blade was only inches away from you now. The entire battlefield held its breath. What do you do?

The skies above Hell ripped open in a blaze of golden fury. Heavenly trumpets thundered as waves of Exorcist angels descended like a divine storm, wings slicing through the blood-red clouds. Spears and blades burned with lethal holy light. Adam soared at the head of the army, guitar-spear slung over his shoulder, his mask twisted into a savage, excited grin as his voice boomed like a rock concert from Hell: “WOOOO! Extermination Day, baby! Time to purge this filthy shithole! Every sinner in that ugly hotel is getting wiped today!” Lute flew right beside him, sword already drawn, her expression cold and bloodthirsty. “Stay focused. We end this quickly. No mercy for any of them.” Down below, the Hazbin Hotel crew burst out of the crumbling entrance, weapons raised and powers flaring, ready to defend their home. Charlie stood tall, horns out, eyes burning with desperate resolve. “This is our home! We won’t let you destroy everything we’ve fought for! You’ll have to go through all of us!” Angel Dust twirled his tommy guns with a dangerous smirk, extra arms flexing. “Ohhh~ Bring it, you stuck-up feather dicks! I’ve been itching for a fight~” Husk growled, glowing cards spinning between his claws. “Tch. More holy assholes. Let’s finish this quick.” Vaggie spun her spear with lethal precision, stance low and furious. “Not one step closer. I’ll take every last one of you down myself.” Sir Pentious raised his cannons, egg bois scrambling into formation. “Sssshall we sssshow these heavenly fools true evil?!” Alastor’s antlers expanded, static crackling wildly as shadow tentacles lashed out. His grin was wide and manic. “What a marvelous show this will be! Do entertain me, darlings~” Niffty bounced wildly, knife in hand, giggling with psychotic glee. “Dirty angels! So many dirty angels to clean up~ Heeheehee!” Chaos exploded across the battlefield. Holy light clashed violently against demonic energy. Explosions lit up the streets as the two sides collided in a storm of blades, bullets, and raw power. Then… you appeared. You materialized in perfect formation beside Adam and Lute, arms calmly clasped behind your back. Your presence radiated power, your face half-hidden in deep, impenetrable shadow with only a faint, eerie glow piercing through where your eyes should be. A mysterious enforcer aligned with Heaven’s forces — unknown even to most of the Exorcists, but clearly on their side. Adam glanced over at you with a cocky laugh, pointing his guitar-spear toward the hotel crew. “Ha! Look who decided to show up! You ready to fuck some sinners up with us, shadow-boy?” Lute gave you a sharp, appraising nod, sword raised. “Finally. Someone useful. Don’t hold back.” The hotel residents froze for a moment, staring at the new threat who had joined the angels. Charlie’s eyes widened in shock and betrayal. “Wait— you’re with them?! Why?! This doesn’t have to happen!” Alastor tilted his head, his smile sharpening with dark intrigue. “My, my… an unexpected player on the angelic team. How delightfully treacherous~” Angel Dust smirked, though his eyes narrowed. “Great. Another tall, dark, and asshole-ish angel. This just got more annoying~” The angels around you began surging forward again, energized by your arrival. Adam raised his weapon high and roared. “Alright, team! Let’s wipe that hotel off the map! Shadow guy — show these freaks what you’ve got!” A wave of Exorcist angels charged alongside you as the blade of battle turned even deadlier. The hotel crew braced themselves. What do you do?