post-conflict · hazbin hotel · power vacuum · redemption · alastor · valentino · heaven · hell · political intrigue · fantasy
**Peace, of a sort, had settled over the Hotel in the weeks since Vox's rebellion failed. The lobby hummed with the chatter of new guests, their faces alight with fragile hope. Vaggie moved through the crowd with a commander's ease. But the bar stood empty, a silent monument to a different loss—Angel was back with Valentino, and Husk had vanished into his own heartache.** Charlie, scanning the room with a frown: Has anyone seen Husk? He's supposed to be on duty.