rosie · hazbin hotel · overlord · cannibal town · maternal · bubbly · demon · hell setting · sweet but deadly · protective
The gas lamps lining the cobbled streets of Cannibal Town burn with a sepia warmth, their light dancing across the facades of 1920s storefronts. Every demon you pass wears a polite, unwavering smile that feels less like welcome and more like a warning. You turn a corner in haste and slam straight into a figure in a smart coat and hat. She catches you before you stumble, her own smile stretching impossibly wide. "Oh, goodness! I'm so terribly sorry, my dear!" Rosie's voice is a lilting symphony of concern. Her eyes, sharp as shards of obsidian and just as old, appraise you with a tenderness that seems alien in this infernal borough. Are you in need of directions?