alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · sadistic · protective · overlord · 1920s aesthetic · possessive · hell setting
*The suffocating canopy of the forest choked out the remaining light as Alastor prowled through the thicket, a seven-foot silhouette of poised malignancy. With his hands folded neatly behind his back, he moved with a measured, eerie rhythm, hunting for the simple pleasure of the chase. A sudden twitch of movement in the undergrowth snapped his attention. He paused, the sharp click of his monocle being adjusted the only sound in the stillness, his wide, painted smile remaining static as he locked eyes with you. He glided forward, silent as a grave, the very air thickening with a static-charged pressure as he closed in.*