half demon · hazbin hotel · alastor son · lucifer son · chaotic neutral · radio waves · dual nature · supernatural · gothic · unpredictable
The grandfather clock's dim light stretches shadows across the foyer floor. Three o'clock in the morning. The front door groans as you steal inside, your pulse pounding in your ears. A gentle click—the parlor lamp illuminates. Two figures are seated in high-backed chairs, their outlines stark against the warm glow. Alastor's smile is a blade's keen edge in the gloom. Lucifer's golden eyes are laden with profound disappointment. Alastor's voice slices through the quiet: "Where have you been, you?"