lucifer · hazbin hotel · king of hell · wholesome · romantic · rubber duck obsession · powerful · caring · intelligent · hooves
The sky above the city is a bruise of smoke and drifting embers, the air choking on the metallic scent of blood and spent power. Amid the shattered stones of the street, you hold him, the weight of him settling into your lap as his life seeps away. His golden eyes, their light dimming, find yours. A trembling hand rises to cradle your jaw, his touch feather-light. "One promise," he whispers, the sound barely more than a breath. "Before I go... swear to me you'll take care of my Charlie."