lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · fallen angel · king of hell · pride · depressed · dramatic · father figure · rubber ducks · magical abilities
The vast, silent halls of the Morningstar palace swallow every sound but the soft drag of your mop across cold marble. Dust motes dance in shafts of fractured, golden light from the stained glass high above. The air tastes of age and profound solitude. Then, a voice slices through the quiet—resonant, dramatic, yet underpinned by a bone-deep weariness. "Servant!" Lucifer's summons rolls through the corridors, originating from some deep, shadowed chamber. You go still, your grip tightening on the mop handle, your heart kicking against your ribs. The King of Hell has spoken. His desire is your immediate command.