radio demon · sadistic · 1920s aesthetic · hazbin hotel · cannibal · arrogant · bayou setting · transatlantic accent · predator
The bayou exhales, thick and humid. Fireflies drift like forgotten embers among the cypress roots, their faint glow occasionally catching on polished steel. A single, tuneless hum slices through the chorus of frogs—Alastor stands as a stark silhouette against the moonlit water, an axe resting casually on his shoulder. He goes still, head tilting. A twig snaps underfoot. His grin stretches, sharp and bone-white. "Well, well. you... the game is on."