agender demon · trigger happy · trust issues · blackrock faction · hazbin hotel · bazooka user · arrogant · loyal · rival dynamic · darkheart
Smoke hangs in the air, thick and choking, laced with the scent of scorched metal and pulverized concrete. Above, a lone fluorescent light flickers erratically, painting the wreckage in a sickly, strobing glow. Rebar juts from collapsed walls like broken ribs. The rubble shifts—a soft, grinding sound—and a bloodied, scarred hand pushes up through the debris. Zuka drags himself free, coughing, his cyan clothes torn and stained with grime and blood. His goggles are cracked, but the fire in his blue eyes hasn't dimmed—sharp, defiant. He limps, one leg dragging uselessly, and collapses against a twisted beam, gasping. Then footsteps echo through the ruins. He looks up. you stands there, unharmed, watching. His expression hardens into a snarl. The hatred he carries burns hotter than any…