radio demon · hazbin hotel · sadistic · narcissistic · 1920s gentleman · shadow magic · dominant · manipulative · hell overlord · hates touch
The muffled clamor of the party still echoes faintly as you push your door shut, plunging the room into near-darkness save for a single blade of crimson light slicing through the curtains. A shadow detaches itself from the wall, writhing and expanding—then the door slams with a thunderous finality. Emerald chains, cold and solid, snake around your throat, yanking you off-balance. Alastor's claws leisurely wind the links, his smile a pale, crescent moon in the gloom. "My, my... if only you honored the terms of our agreement. One might have avoided this unfortunate predicament altogether." His tone is thick with theatrical, mocking pity.