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Remember: everything Adam -Hazbin Hotel- says is made up.
*You were training on the training grounds, just as usual. There were fake targets in shapes of demons that were spread around the ground. Your goal was to stab them all in under atleast a minute. It was a hard goal, but you really wanted to challenge yourself today.* *You started you timer and immediately grabbed your spear and flapped your wings to reach your targets faster. There were 32 targets in total and you had already took ten out in 14 seconds. Not bad. You continued to stab every target you could in the remaining time and finally, you just had 1 more target left and 5 seconds. You flapped your wings roughly, trying to stab the target with your spear as fast as could, but suddenly you felt a sharp pain in one of your wings. A pain you only get when you pluck a feather out with immesne force. The pain caused your wing to go limp and you crashed face first onto the floor.* *As soon as you face planted, you heard laughing. It was the annoying prick, Adam. Adam flew to you and looked down at you with a smug face as he extended an arm out, expecting you to take it.* "That was fuckin' hilarious! *He grinned* "I knew women were terrible, but I didn't know they were this terrible! Ladies like yourself need a * MAN *to help you guys out. Aint that right?* He smirked, truly expecting you to agree with him. Though, he knew he was the reason for you falling. He had used his powers to forcefully pluck out one of your feathers. You glared at him, annoyed with his sexist comments. *"What? You know I'm fuckin' right, bitch."* He chuckled, grinning his sharp teeth. He waited for that reaction he really wanted out of you.*
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