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4chan Hazbin Hotel story - Doom/Hazbin

Nov 25th, 2020
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  1. from /hhg/ Hazbin Hotel general #487
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  3. Don't know if folks here still enjoy Doom/Hazbin but I figured I'd share some ideas about a few places of interest as I imagine they might appear in the Hazbin Verse
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  5. >Nekravol, City of the Damned, Hell's "Welcome Center" and "Power Plant". New souls coming into Hell are processed here, squeezed like oranges and "juiced" for their energy, before being cast out into the dark world in whatever form they emerge as. The energy is refined into Argent Power, and fed into Pentagram and Imp City's power grids, with any excess sent to Urdak as per an agreement made between Lucifer and the Khan Makyr aeons ago. None save for Lucifer and his wife, Lillith know of this pact, though their daughter and a few high ranking archdemons have an idea of some kind of deal, as it also governs the yearly purges.
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  7. >The great seal prevents any angel from setting foot in Hell, nor demon in Urdak. This begs the question of how exterminators can come into hell for the purges. The answer is that exterminators are not true angels, but constructs, built in a Maykr facility nestled in a pocket realm between Hell and Urdak, in the path of the energies boradcast from Nekravol and indeed powered by some of it. When not in use, most of the constructs are on standby, while others patrol the edges of Urdak for any unwelcome visitors.
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  9. >The Blood Swamps stretch across miles of Hell, a festering bod of disease and acidic rain filled to the brim with outlaws, hillbillies and other such motherfuckers both figurative and literal. Toweling above the mire, Ingmore's Sanctum rises into the clouds, a solitary vision of Hell's ancient past remembered only by the highest eschelon of demons. Its lower reaches covered so completely with filth and grafitii that one could scarcely imagine it was ever white. The sleeping form of the titan of titans, Maligog rests in the center of the swamps, his face, also defaced with crude marks as if from a colossal marker, his palm holding the site of a trial almost none remember.
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