Forgotten (Hazbin HotelXFemaleReader)

Chapter 1: Hell

You flutter your eyes open at the smell of something... unpleasant that reaches your nose. Something wicked and dark. It's been a long time since you smelled something so awful. 

A groan came out of your pretty mouth as you glared at whatever vicious human dared to stand before you. You gasped in disbelief at the sight of a sinful creature in front of you that is clearly not a human at all. A demon.

"Must've been a long night, sweetcheeks. Want me to accompany you~?" Grin the goat demon crouching in front of you. Lust filled his eyes as he look down at you. You're still laying on the concrete floor and the male demon crouching beside your head, face near yours.

Your surprised expression turned to disgust and annoyance. You now completely realize what happened and where are you.

"Albus" You called out coldly. The demon blinked confusingly at you and then screamed loudly as a giant black and white tiger swallow him whole. You scoff in annoyance as you stood up from laying, ignoring the crunching sound your summoned creature is making. 

Dusting off the dirt from your clothes, you glared at your giant tiger and shoo him away. The tiger obeys and goes back to the dimension you made for all of your creatures. 

You saw a nearly broken mirror not far away from you and walked toward it. You stand before it and carefully observe your new form. You still look like your human self, except your skin became (whiter/ darker) than before. Your eyes slit turn more like a cat's than a human's. 

You're wearing your Elizabethan-era nightgown. The same outfit you died with after a stranger walked into the cabin you were resting and stab you in your human heart using an oh-so-familiar sword. You got killed easily since you are weak and vulnerable at that time because you were drunk as fuck. 

Your job in the mortal world is like Constantine's type of shit. But obviously, you don't know who the fuck is Constantine yet since you died in 1605. The author just got lazy describing shit so that's why she used Constantine as a reference. 

Some of your divine powers stayed with you at the time you got reincarnated as a human. Unfortunately for the triples, your memories didn't disappear the time you were reborn. You remembered everything. 

You were born to a peasant family. Your father is a loving man and a farmer while your mother died shortly after giving birth to you. You don't have any siblings which you are so grateful for. Fuck having sisters and brothers. 

There's only you and your father. Unfortunately, your mortal old man died when bandits raid your village at age 16, then you were taken away, and almost got raped if not for a wizard saving you that eventually became your guardian.

Knowing every type of magic there was, you easily regain your unstoppable power minus the divine blessings and the chance to go back to heaven and summon any of your divine siblings or even God being able to hear your prayers. Somehow, the triples made sure God won't be able to hear your prayers. Not even the slightest of it. In short, your existence was known to everyone but God himself. How the fuck is that even possible? Well, the triples made it possible and you don't know how.