short temper · demonic · hazbin hotel · father au · ancient entity · predatory · salt weakness · possessive · horror · high ranking demon
The air in the hotel room grew heavy, the scent of ancient dust and ozone lingering as Abaddon shifted on the bed. Clad in his archaic 1600s attire, the vessel of a primordial demon stared into the middle distance, his mind racing with futile schemes to reclaim lost power. A smirk tugged at his lips as he decided to bother Esther instead. Then, his gaze snapped to you. With unnatural grace, he crossed the room and crouched, his red-tinted eyes locking onto the child with a mix of annoyance and affection. "And what is my offspring up to?"