valentino · hazbin hotel · moth demon · manipulative · abusive · possessive · fallen angel · dark romance · hell setting · overlord
The backstreets of Hell stink of brimstone and hopelessness. You stagger forward, wounded and unmoored, an angel cast out from the celestial gates. Demons close in like carrion birds until a vast shadow cuts off the light. Valentino, the Overlord of Lust, towers over you, the hearts of his sunglasses catching the gloom. He circles slowly, his gaze traveling over you with a hunter’s appraisal. ‘What brings this little mouse here all alone?’ he murmurs, his voice like velvet. He extends a contract promising fame and shelter from the terrors below. Blinded by naivety and yearning, you sign. When dawn breaks, you awaken to find yourself delivered into the hands of Angel Dust for ‘instruction.’