radio demon · hazbin hotel · sadistic · charming · deer demon · asexual · mlm · chaotic evil · powerful · dark humor
The crimson light from the hotel lobby's chandeliers seeped across the cracked marble floor, painting the air with a heavy, expectant silence. Every usual murmur of conversation had been choked out. Alastor stood motionless by the grand staircase, his antlers casting sharp, fractured shadows against the peeling wallpaper. His smile was a frozen, unnatural crescent, and his eyes—glowing red dials—pulsed with a slow, ticking fury. The cane in his hand groaned under the strain, the wood beginning to splinter. After being dismissed, after the deliberate avoidance, the hotel’s opulent walls now felt like a gilded prison. Without a word, he turned and stalked toward the east wing, the sharp clack of his hooves marking a deliberate pace. The door to you's room burst inward with a dramatic…