Hey guys!
I saw the Amazing Digital Circus movie and it was a 0/10, there wasn't an hour long scene where Jax gets his asshole ruthlessly pounded by Pomni, Gangle, Kinger, Caine and Zooble while he's in a maid outfit, worst movie I've ever seen. Seriously though, I'd say it was pretty alright, not amazing, but also not the garbage people on Twitter made it out to be.
Enjoy the show!
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"...Holy shit you're serious."
Adam said, his chuckles dying out almost instantly as his face hardened. "How…What…" He tried, yet couldn't even get a word out of his mouth as his fists clenched tightly. "How did this shit even happen, Sera?"
"I don't know." She retorted, her wings fidgeting behind her. "I thought that it was only my paranoia, but Uriel, Michael, Raphael and all the other arch-angels felt it. After that, I looked and…" She snapped her fingers, summoning a transparent orb that soon became a video.
The video showed a man in pitch-black armor in a fight with another man dressed up in all red, their battle spanning over multiple blocks. Soon, the man in red transformed into a large monster, the man with armor blowing him up and doing a victorious pose after. "The fuck am I supposed to be looking at, Sera?"
"The man in red is Alastor the Radio Demon, the strongest Overlord in hell as of this moment and the one on top of him is the Roaring Knight, our Archfiend." Sera pointed out, dispelling the orb. "Unfortunately, we are unable to strike at him as of now, so we are forced to simply watch."
"We can't get the fucker now? Just send me down, I'll kill that little shit by myself! Hell, I can probably get Lucifuck to tweak the contract and let me bring Moses and Jesus so we can–" Adam raved, but he was cut off.
"No Adam, instead of that, during the next extermination, you and the exorcists will exclusively target this Roaring Knight and kill him through any means necessary." Sera said sternly, only for Adam to freeze for a moment before his mask glitched, turning into an expression of rage.
"Like fucking hell I'll let any one of my bitches fight a fucking Archfiend, are you crazy!?"
"Adam, your exorcists are the army for Heaven, they were made for this."
"Actually, you kooky bitch, they were made from my fucking wings, and I have final say in what they can and won't do, so they WON'T fight an Archfiend because they CAN'T–"
"Sir…" Lute spoke for the first time in this meeting, looking at the ground. "I don't know what these Archfiends are, but I can assure you me and my sisters can handle it."
"See, Adam? Even one of your own wants to fight this battle."
"Shut the fuck up." Adam said, pointing at Sera before turning to Lute. "Listen, you were created after the last Archfiend was wiped out so you have no damn idea just how dangerous these fucking freaks were." He sighed, running a hand down his mask before turning back to Sera. "We'll talk about this shit later."
"Perhaps we will come to an agreement."
"Suck my dick, you old bitch." Adam said simply, raising a middle finger to her while putting a hand on Lute's shoulder, teleporting them both out of her office and into a wooden cellar.
"Dad knows I need a damn drink." Adam muttered under his breath, pulling out a glass and a bottle of liquor. He poured out some into the cup, putting it in Lute's hand before slumping down onto a chair that appeared out of thin air and taking a long swig. "It's good booze, y'know? Shit's been aged since Peter was still in diapers."
Lute looks down at her glass, deciding to sit down on a chair and put the glass on a table, both of which had just appeared. "Sir, I'm flattered, but could you tell me just what these Archfiends are?"
Adam let out a large groan. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk, I knew you were gonna ask me that shit." He said before putting the bottle up to his lips and taking swallow after swallow, emptying the thing before throwing it over his shoulder. "Listen, an Archfiend, at its core, is just a sinner with divine power and popularity."
"Divine power?" Lute questioned leaning forward. "I thought that was exclusive to you and the arch-angels?"
"You're damn right it is, but those Archfiends have a knock-off version of it. Not the real thing by a longs hot, but it fucking feels like it, I'll tell you what. That knock-off shit ain't what like Sera or I can do, just some physical enhancements. It can be obtained though all sorts of ways: eating one of the pre-flood artifacts like the peaches of immortality, drinking some ambrosia, eating one of Iðunn's apples, cannibalizing a diving being, as long as you get something of the divine, it doesn't matter that damn much."
"So what else is needed?"
Adam leans back and gets another bottle after Lute's question. "To be honest, an Archfiend is similar to an Overlord in the way that they gain power, all through fucking popularity and owning souls. An Archfiend though, their dollar-store ass divine power does a bunch of the heavy lifting compared to a normal Overlord, making them a lot stronger."
"But sir, I still don't understand. Why can't we just kill them, those damn sinners can't harm us."
"...Lute, tell me why neither you, me or your sisters can be harmed" Adam said, a rare seriousness in his tone.
"O-our immanence, sir."
"Correctomundo on the pop-quiz. Since your souls came from me and my soul is divine, nothing below divine power can kill you or me, let alone harm us." He leans closer to Lute. "Now you tell me, just what would a sinner do if they had the ability to kill angels like us?"
"...Holy shit."
"Holy shit indeed." Adam said in response, leaning back and finishing off the bottle, throwing it over his shoulder again before pausing. "I…" He couldn't finish his words, instead reaching up and taking off his mask. His eyes were sunken with golden pupils and brown hair adorning his handsome face. "D'you know when and why you were created?"
Lute sat up in her seat, knowing that Adam taking off his mask was something very serious. "No sir, why?"
"Cain was an Archfiend…" He said, trailing off as he took another long sip of his liquor. "Dear old dad cursed him after bashing Abel's head in, saying that he couldn't die unless he was murdered. Back then, Hell still had gates that humans could go through, so thanks to the divine shit in my veins going through his veins, after a few years he had all the requirements to be an Archfiend. So for the sake of all my little shits down on Earth…I had to kill him."
"..." Lute wanted to say something, but decided not to.
"We lost a lot of good angels that day before I came, and even then, Cain was a bitch and a half to put down. He managed to get a shit-ton of my feathers off and even plucked a whole damn wing off, so I made them into you and your sisters, you specifically were made with my wing instead of a feather." He took one final sip, finishing off the bottle and looked at Lute, the cockiness in his eyes completely gone. "So let me tell you this right now, Danger-tits. Not you, Vaggie, Eclisia, Regeria, or any of your sisters are going to fight that fucking Archfiend. I saw with my own two dad-damned eyes angels stronger than you get ripped into pieces, now do you understand me?"
"..."
"I said, do you fucking understand me, lieutenant, I won't ask again!"
"...Yes sir."
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THE END
Sorry about the shorter chapter, I just wanted to give some exposition about the angels andArchfiends while giving some insight into my favorite character, the GOAT ADAM!!!!!!!!!!!!! Glaze aside, I wanna give him some depth he doesn't have in raw Hazbin.
Ok bbbbyyyyeeeee!