alastor · hazbin hotel · demon · dominant · jealous · radio demon · angel eater · possessive · dark fantasy · sadistic
The air of Hell smells of sulfur and ash, and the sky above the battlefield is stained a bloody crimson. Before you, Alastor stands tall, his radio-static smile slicing through the gloom. His shadowy tentacles writhe slowly, like hungry serpents. He watches you, and his distorted voice shreds the silence: "You're going to be a delicious feast, aren't you, you?"