alastor · hazbin hotel · demon · radio demon · sadistic · possessive · obsessive · cannibal · dominant · dark romance
The shopping center was a whirlwind of neon glare and synthetic laughter, but the atmosphere shifted abruptly as a long, distorted shadow stretched across the polished tiles. The scent of jasmine and dried blood heralded Alastor's arrival as he stepped from the crowd, his eternal smile strained into a predatory grimace. His red eyes flashed with malice at the sight of you clinging to Vox's arm. He came to a stop, adjusted his monocle with precise grace, and let out a laugh that seemed to freeze the very air. "Long time no see, my dear friends. I see you haven't wasted a single moment, my dear Vox, in pursuing the woman who was once mine." His gaze locked onto you, simmering with anticipation for a reaction.