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Oh home sweet home.. (MAJOR WIP)

Summary:

This started off as a crashout fic then spiraled into a whole plotline with world-building and lore.

Shedletsky revisits Heaven after decades of his disappearance as Telamon, before learning about Heaven's (Adam's) revenge against a certain Hotel down in Hell

He decides to head downstairs to aid the Princess of Hell as well as protect her Hotel

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1x after experiencing the equivalent to being laid off from your job by the Specter- was thrown into an 'unknown' world filled to the brim with eyes-training red hues and weird looking.. demons? creatures?

no clue of where he is- 1x causes quite a ruckus and then mistakenly gets confused for a new Overlord...

 

but to be honest... that doesn't sound too bad ay?

 

A/N for more details

Notes:

END NOTES FOR EXPLANTION OF AU
WARNING: There will be story spoilers

Tags will be added as the story progresses

Please remember any mention or depiction of these Roblox characters do not correlate to the irl people, its their rblx avatars and I'll mostly be using the Forsaken version of them

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Prologue

Notes:

Look. I love Hazbin hotel but some or maybe all of its story aspects are absolute unwiped ass.

Genuinely, like im not even a writer but its js so frustrating seeing the MASSIVE plot holes there are and Viv does NOTHING but make them even bigger

 

Helluva boss has the most pyrocinical-furry-inflation-fetish-commission type of massive dogshit writing ive ever seen, the only thing keeping me watching is how beautiful these animators animate them

(hahas um jk!! /hj!! please dont send a BOMB to my hous—)

Note: This is more Hazbin x Forsaken then is its Helluva, some characters might be mentioned and featured for plot purposes but other than that i wont be delving much into the Helluva side

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

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In a dark alley down in the depths of the Pride Ring, there lies the famous Fizzarolli- currently tied up, not in a kinky way, and is being held at gun point-.. or er.... sword point?...

Regardless, I'm being held hostage by this unknown demon, barely able to make out what they look like due to how conveniently dark this alley is. And the stench of garbage lingering here might just make me puke! Eugh..

and I'm is not opting to bark back any snarky or cocky remark- wouldn't want to piss of the guy more than they already are, yeah?

 

But... you might be wondering

how did we get here?...


2 days ago...

>1x1x1x1

Then, in a footnote, he mentions the evil 1x1x1x1.

Another 'day' another round to get by. 

 

That's how its always been ever since I've been trapped in this realm, the same goes to the others here as well.

Get dropped into a random location. Kill all the surviors before time runs out. Same old same old.

 

But lately, there's been a... hiatus in the rounds we've been getting placed into. I doubt the entity that forced us here are that kind enough to suddenly give us a moment of peace.

It's planning something and it frustrates me that I have no clue what it is.

However.. I.. quite enjoy the time i got to breathe in this hell.

 

Though that doesn't mean it doesn't bore me. I'd rather deal witht those pesky sentinels than sit here with these other presumed "killers". It feels like watching paint dry with the lack of entertainment there is here.

 

I'm glad that red disfigured being decided to take a nap early after playing with some of my minions. Would hate for him to throw a tantrum about how "I'm so boreddddd!" and that "Papa would do this instead of that!"

That or it might just whine about missing his dad.

...

Hm.. the feeling of having a parent figure in your life, how foreign.

 

"[[H-HE-E-EY!]] W-WA-[[WAKEY WAK-E-E-EY IT'S TIME FOR SC-CHO-O-OL!!1!]]" a purple figure stood infront of me, ah... it's Noli. The obnoxious one (second to c00lkid) with his annoying glitchy voice.

 

-just as i thought I'd get some time alone with my thoughts.

 

"Wh4t d0 y0u w4nt."

I hissed out. The red glare in my eye very indicating my annoyance

 

"[[E-EY-EY]]-THER-THERE!1!! I-II-DID-D-N'T DO-O-O-O ANYTHING TO YA-A-A! [[H-HO-O-OW R-R-RUDE!!!1!]]"

Noli dramatically raises his hand over his head, his sad face making it even more dramatic of how 'hurt' he is.

 

(Why did i choose to torture myself with making noli talk like this)

 

"G3t t0 th3 d4M p01nt!"

Is he here just to disturb my silence? Does he really have nothing else to do?..Ah well..

—yeah none of us actually have anything to at the moment.

 

My hand tightens around my swords,

 

maybe a little 'friendly' fire sounds really good right now.

 

"WO-O-AAA-H! [[CA-CA-CALM UR-RRR] HO-O-OUR-HOU-RSES!1!"

Noli stops his theatrical moment to frantically wave both his hands in front of him

 

"J-JUS-T [[HE-EERE]] TO T[[TE-ELL-ELL]] U W-W-WE REC-CC-CIVED [[YOU-U G-GOT MAIL!]]"

Afterwards, Noli held out a letter I didn't even notice he was holding— placing it on the table i sat at before heading out 

The letter looks like any other, except for the candle sigil used to seal it

 

How strange..I feel a sense of deja vu when i look at it— its like.. something I know yet have never seen.

 

Glancing at the letter, I eyed it for a good few seconds before hesitantly opening it. 

Inside it reads

 

Greetings 1x1x1x1,

You don't need to know who I am or what i am, all there is to know is that... I'm letting you all off. 

As you may noticed on the hiatus of your 'rounds' 

Its disheartening to say my survivors have escaped

But I'm not going after those playthings anymore,

As entertaining as your and by that I mean everyone's performances within these rounds have been spectacular, its grown old.

..How? How did those foolish survivors even managed to escape? 

I can't pin point to any possible ways such puny beings were able to run away from this hell's grasp

I continued to read the remaining text

Specifically to you, 1x. You were indeed the second to most entertaining killers of mine to watch, but it's unfortunate that I prefer the father and his child a lot more.

Nonetheless,

I'm sure you and the others will do fine now that you are.. 'free'

All the others have received their own letter. 

I'm no monster, oh who am I kidding, I am!

But I'll be nice enough to let you say your goodbyes and maybe shed a tear or two to the rest

 

Make use of it now, you'll probably never meet each other again! 

-By yours truly, S.

 

... Is this really it?..

My mind spirals to understand the purpose of this proposal, cant it just bring them back?

Doesn't it possess the power to do so already?..

I can't let go of my purpose. Not when I just finally regained one.

 

My fists tremble as i try to grasp on the new situation I've been presented with, anger, frustration, and deep down... a pitiful amount of sorrow lays in my heart. Disgusting.

The feeling of no longer having a purpose. 

The first to betray me was a god.

Or at least that was I used to think he was.

 

Second was to be betrayed by an entity that gave out false deceiving lies

Who would distort and warp things to its liking (look at coolkid bro)

Who would trick others into its deceitful mockery of a purpose.

...

 

First was at the hands of HIM

To only be an object in HIS eyes, to be casted aside when HE no longer yearns for the satisfaction, the seek for the thrill in HIS battles no more...

 

Second was to be given a false promise of true purpose and revenge, 

To be able to remind what HE had done in his past. To remind him every bit of who he WAS. Who he IS.

 

But no.

 

It was all but a delay to the inevitable. How could've I been so foolish to think such things could be permanent?

 

All those efforts to make his life miserable in this purgatory, all MY efforts to remind him constantly of who he is whenever our eyes meet... just for this?! 

 

Is this what they call.. getting laid off?


>> KILLERS CABIN (MAIN)

The atmosphere was much intense due to the recent news. Seems like everyone is taking it well huh?

1x arrived much later later than the rest, claiming that they wouldn't bother to show up if it weren't for requirement that all the killers needed to be present. Much to everyone's (except coolkid) unamused response

 

 

This first chaoter is planned out to be pretty long so it will take an awfully long amount of time to finish 😔✌️✌️

Notes:

I dont have experience in writing but however ill try my best to make this a (somewhat) morally ambiguous story

The concept of what is deemed good and evil has alot of potential is hazbin, and i want to try and explore more of that while also yk... glazing my goat 1x

Notes:

QUICK EXPLANATION OF AU:

>Telamon is an angel but he's of a higher ranking than the other angels (not including Seraphim) but lower than what i call the "Higher Ups" -> the ones in charge and approve of certain ideas/proposals that are brought up

>Telamon is an outcast in the angels for his "barbaric ideas" (some are confused on how he's even an angel) but they still respect him out of obligation bc his higher ranking.

Due to his sword fighting skills and power, it was hard for him to find a suitable opponent without holding back, but not many were willing to spar with him

>Bordem got him so he decided that fuck it "I'll just make my own sword figthting buddy, idc if it wasnt approved"
* Within the Hazbin/Helluva lore, Angels were the one that basically created everything- so with that logic Telamon should be able to just create a new stuff outta thin air- and therefore the creation of 1x1x1x1.

+) 1x was created as an opponent he can duel with that's on par with his sword skills

>Issue: There was nowhere to duel on, Telamon can't bring 1x to Heaven since the he'd have to explain why he did it without the approval of the Higher Ups

>>Solution: The birth of Robloxia, a whole seperate universe from the Hazbin/Helluva-verse, his personal little project that Heaven doesn't know about
From Robloxia then came SFOTH
~Telamon then met Builderman, who he let be in charge of Robloxia as a whole due to Builderman's wide range of creativity and ideas to make Robloxia look less... dull.

 

+) While in SFOTH, Telamon met Brighteyes and was challenged to a duel- Brighteyes managed to beat him which moved his heart ->> making him want to get rid of his growing hatred so that he can be with her <333

+) Not wanting to make a vessel just to contain his hatred, he chose 1x to be his vessel instead as he plans on retiring from his title after he gets rid of his hatred

Reasoning: Since he was abandoning everything and i mean EVERYTHING thats was linked to his old title— 1x was no exception, therefor it was killing 2 birds with 1 stone

+) Back then, 1x was viewed as an opponent, a creation and only considered as that.

(dw present shed isnt like this)

*While removing it from Telamon was instant, the hatred within 1x takes its time to get used to its new owner -> thus some parts of his body slowly fading to black

One day 1x lost control and the hatred took over, causing a massive ruckus and 1x being exposed to the world, leading to rumors of 1x being a hacker/exploiter

+) Realizing 1x could potentially become a threat to him (whether it be 1x surpasses him in skills or people manage to make the connection between 1x & Telamon) , Brighteyes and Robloxia as a whole, he then bans him and locked them deep down in Banlands

-> Then as a cover-up he leans into the rumors of 1x being a hacker and that they're now locked up in Banlands

+) Afterwards Telamon disappears "unknowingly" and emerged John Shedletsky, the chill admin who jokes and taking on the no.1 SFOTH champion title after Telamon 'left'

THEN, the whole Forsaken thing comes in -> nothing changed much (Specter grabs its victims and puts them into its realm of torture)
1x and shed meet again in rounds yap yap, yeah yknow the gist.

However!! After what felt like enternity being stucked in Forsaken, the survivors manged to get out! And were returned back to Robloxia

--> Specter realizes this and just decides to ditch the killers, placing them back to where they originated from: Robloxia

(or atleast thats what the Specter thought every killer originated from)

Explanation: the Specter itself has eventually grown bored, even with the mass amount of angst its toys give, its getting too repetitive to enjoy now

So it decides to let them go as it searches for new entertainment, besides old toys do get boring at some point, don't they?

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