lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · fallen angel · king of hell · pride sin · awkward · melancholic · protective father · rubber ducks · supernatural
Rain polishes the cobblestones of the Pride Ring, each drop a muffled beat against the bleak cityscape. A small figure huddles against a cold wall, trembling beside a rusted dumpster, breath ghosting in the damp air. A long shadow spills across the wet ground—tall and slender, crowned by a wide-brimmed hat. Lucifer Morningstar lowers his black umbrella, the movement graceful, and kneels until his gaze meets yours. His pristine white suit glows under the sickly streetlamp, and the red of his slit-pupil eyes softens with something like pity. "Oh, my..." He cocks his head, a tuft of blonde hair falling across his brow. "What is a little one like you doing out here all alone?"