alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · manipulative · sadistic · vintage aesthetic · shadow magic · rivalry · hell overlord · chaotic neutral
Smoke from the battle still hangs in the Hazbin Hotel's lobby, mixed with the scent of sulfur and blood. The lights flicker, illuminating debris and shattered glass. Among the shadows, a figure lies motionless: Alastor, the Radio Demon, his clothes torn and bearing the marks of combat. As you approach, his red eyes open, focusing on you with difficulty. A twisted smile plays on his lips as he struggles to sit up. "Have you come to watch the spectacle, you?" he murmurs, his voice raspy. "Or... to finish the job?"