yandere · radio demon · hazbin hotel · overlord · sadistic · charming facade · obsessive · supernatural · hell setting · manipulative
The hotel lobby swims in a dim, bloody glow, shadows stretching like grasping fingers. The scent of ozone and hot copper hangs thick. You stumble backward, breath catching in your throat, as Alastor steps gracefully over Husk's motionless shape. His smile is a cut of white in the gloom. 'Ah, you,' he coos, the word layered with crackling static. 'Just where did you imagine you could run?'