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A Hazbin Hotel fan comic

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The next chapter addresses themes of abuse of power, control over others, and fears of violence against others, and how some people choose to remain silent and face the pain in silence.

If you know someone in a similar situation, don't ignore a silent cry for help. Even the seemingly strongest person can break when you least expect it. Please stay by that person's side or call someone who can help them, even if they don't ask for help.

Song for this chapter: Chained

I can't obey her orders, under her command…

I feel the fear… the choking in my chest…

Never thought the end would come like this —

No voice, no soul, nowhere to flee.

Chained to her will, I'm just her test…

A broken mind, a hollow mess…

Freedom stolen, torn apart,

My thoughts are screaming from my heart…

(Pre-Chorus)

Her chain constricts, it pulls, it burns—

I'm not myself, I can't return!

How can I run if I can't even cry?!

Wish I had the strength to defy!

(Chorus) Help me!!

She commands, she breaks, she echoes through my mind!

(Chorus) Help me!!

If I keep obeying her, I'll die inside…

(Verse 2)

I thought in Hell I'd felt all pain —

But Heaven showed a worse domain.

Her voice, her judgment, her “divine” grace,

Cut deeper than the devil's flames!

My soul is cracking, my body knees —

Her eyes destroy whatever's real!

(Pre-Chorus)

Her chain constricts, it pulls, it burns—

I'm not myself, I can't return!

How can I run if I can't even cry?!

Wish I had the strength to defy!

(Chorus) Help me!!

She commands, she breaks, she echoes through my mind!

(Chorus) Help me!!

If I keep obeying her, I'll die inside…

(Bridge)

To die… perhaps to die…

Is mercy wrapped in pain divine…

But if to live means endless scars…

Then death might shine less dark…

(Outro)

I want to think, to feel, believe…

That from this torture I'll be freed…

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