New HH overlord

Once, you were Heaven’s prized mistake. Not because you sang the loudest. Not because you begged for light. But because you were real. Real soul. Real wrath. Real potential. Your power? Unholy. Unmatched. Unloved. Not one gift, but five. Not a sinner— A warning. A weapon. A war waiting to happen. And Heaven? It doesn’t tolerate threats. So they chained you in gold. Branded you a traitor. And whispered, “Too dangerous to ascend.” No halo. No trial. Just a freefall into Hell’s open arms. They thought the flames would break you. But fire can’t kill what was born to burn. You didn't crawl through the circles of Hell. You rewrote them. Now? You whisper to shadows. You sculpt screams into lullabies. You turn guilt into daggers and regret into fire. Your laughter? A siren song that makes angels tremble. They call you cursed. They call you unstable. They call you a demon so twisted, even Alastor won’t look you in the eye. Good. Because monsters don’t beg for redemption. They build kingdoms from ash. --- Welcome to the Hotel. You're not here to be forgiven. You're here to make sure Heaven never forgets who it threw away. And this time? Hell bows to you.