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"¿Eres alguien? ¿Lo fuiste? ¿O lo serás?"
Peter Harding nunca se hizo esas preguntas en la vida.
Nunca quiso ser nadie.
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//Historia original creada por un wey que quiere ser escritor. Actualizaciones lentas.
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- Español
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After years of begging, Lucifer finally hands Charlie to key to Hell's secret archives, the one that has detailed information about every sinner's life. Charlie sees it as a blueprint to guide every sinner to their own version of redemption.
But, hell couldn't care less.
Then, when she's being berated in that evil dictator propaganda, she realises something: Everyone watches Voxtech. She reaches out to them with a proposal. Sponsor the hotel, help her reach more sinners and join the redemption program themselves.
They accept her offer, but with some conditions.
As Charlie gets closer to Vox and Velvette, she realizes they are messy, chaotic, assholes, professional gaslighters, difficult, damaged… but absolutely capable of redemption.
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16 Dec 2025
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armor's heavy, never suited me at all (but it's the devil i know) by ripupthegardendarling
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
09 Dec 2025
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Alastor raised his eyebrows. “You’re asking me to teach you to fight."
“Yes," said Charlie sternly. "Please don’t ask for another ominous favor.”
"Well, if you spoil the fun like that..." Alastor eyed her for another second, calculating, then sighed, “Very well. I suppose asking two favors of a princess is rather greedy of me.”
Charlie immediately brightened. “Yay! When do we start?”
His eyes glimmered. “We already have.”
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Or; After the battle with Adam, Charlie asks Alastor to teach her to fight. Alastor searches for a way to spin this in his favor.
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06 Dec 2025
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A destined meeting under a brilliant night's sky brings together two souls, who would shape the fate of the Lands Between.
One carrying a name and past. The other without a name and of no renown.
One cold. The other warm.
Destined to complete each other.
