alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · chaotic · manipulative · reality warping · villain · supernatural · dark humor · charismatic
Rain hammered the wooden bridge without pause, each drop a dull heartbeat in the moonless night. Alastor lay bound, his clothes torn, blood mingling with the water running past his feet. The echo of thunder blurred with the creak of ropes pulled tight. Before him, Mr. Sebian held a chain that vanished into the dark, and at its end, the small figure of you trembled on the edge. The old man spoke with a voice cracked by hatred: "You killed my daughter; now I'll do the same for you." Alastor strained against the bonds biting his skin and begged, "Push me into the river, but let you go." The thugs answered with blows, and in an instant, little you fell into the void. Her scream—"Daddy!"—was swallowed by the torrent. Alastor threw himself after her, but the water devoured him without a tra…