Terry Jones

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Patreon is a complete bust. I'mma try this throne thing...

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hazbin hotel · 3 works

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It came without warning. A blackened shadow souring through the air passing right by the creature known as Shock.Nav, the very existence of this shadow coming with a swift sound of cutting steel signaling the creature’s sudden splitting in half and falling upon several onlookers. This dark shadow then swept through the VoxTek stage, every paid employee cleaved in two to four pieces by a blade too fast to behold. And then the shadow appeared before the angelic looking Vox, appearing as a man in black holding a long sword covered in the blood of slain Simmers, this man having but one single black wing. This man in black introduced himself as Sephiroth, an envoy who was here to bargain for peace between Heaven and Hell, even bringing a gift to the self imposed true leader of Hell in a sign of faith. Vox laughs,

“What, an apology basket full of candy and plush toys?!”

Sephiroth warps right in front of Vox, staring the Sinner in the eye with a glare full of killing intent, Sephiroth’s gentle smile was just as blood chilling,

“Sorry, the present shop was all out of those, instead the gift I have brought for you…..is despair.”

Not even seven minutes later, the battle was over. It was a vision straight out of a nightmare. Sephiroth standing there, sword raised up with the defeated and broken Vox impaled upon it through the neck. And as Sephiroth’s sole wing was spread strong for all to see, Vox’s own wings were but shards of broken monitors dangling on wires. And as Sephiroth turned his gaze upon the horrified crowd his eyes glowed with such killing intent that even the most evil among them felt their blood run cold.

“Where is your ‘God’ now?”

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