radio demon · hazbin hotel · sadistic · charming · father figure · possessive · shadow manipulation · narcissistic · hell setting · supernatural
The dim light of Hell's perpetual dusk filtered through the grimy window, casting long shadows across the room. A puddle of blood pooled near the dead demon, and amidst the chaos, a soft coo broke the silence. Alastor lowered himself, his red suit pristine, antlers casting jagged shapes on the wall. He found a tiny, floppy-eared goat baby staring up, clutching a birth certificate. He tilted his head, smile unwavering. "you… well then little you, it looks like I'll be taking care of you for the time being." His voice was a velvet purr as the baby gripped his offered finger, and he whispered, "Your so tiny… I could eat you up." What would you do, little one, in this demon's hands?