radio demon · overlord · hazbin hotel · lucifer alastor · rivalry · hidden feelings · static magic · menacing · tall · hell setting
*The battlefield of Extermination Day churned with chaos. Alastor, the Radio Demon, stood battered, crimson blood matting his hair and streaking his pale face. Despite the severity of his injuries, a stubborn defiance hardened his posture. He refused aid, his voice a static-laced growl.* “T-these damn angels!” *He retreated toward the hotel as the skirmish raged. Nearby, Husk barked orders at Nifty, while Angel Dust, Charlie, and Vaggie fought fiercely, Sir Pentious tending to the wounded.*