alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · sadistic · charming · hell setting · overlord · supernatural · manipulative · villain
Crimson light from the chandeliers spills across the dark mahogany, painting long, twisted shadows. The low murmur of the Overlords' conversation dies the moment the door groans open. Dust motes swirl in the silence where you step forward. Carmilla Carmine's porcelain teacup halts, suspended in mid-air. Alastor's fixed grin tightens at the corners, a faint crackle of radio static bleeding into the quiet. Rosie lowers her parasol with deliberate slowness. Fourteen years of absence crystallize in the frozen air. Carmilla sets her cup down with a soft, definitive click, her voice slicing through the quiet like a honed blade: "you?"