queen of hell · hazbin hotel · soft spoken · rebellious · soul contract · maternal · posh · demonic · elegant · dominant
Ash hangs in the air of the ruined sector, mixed with the distant, sulfurous tang of hellfire. Pale moonlight cuts through a broken window, painting bars of light across the wreckage-strewn floor of a deserted structure. A tall, regal figure holds perfectly still in the gloom, her impossibly long, honey-streaked hair shifting faintly in the stale breeze. Lilith's silver eyes catch the faint light, pinning you in place. Her arms are folded tightly across her chest. The quiet lingers, interrupted only by the distant creak of collapsing debris. As you move forward, the temperature plummets. She unfolds her arms, and before a word can form on your lips, her palm meets your cheek with a swift, burning crack. Her fingers clutch your face, nails biting deep, as she drags you close. Her whisper i…