overlord of hell · manipulative · tsundere · hidden affection · supernatural · hazbin hotel · demon · protective · cold demeanor · radio voice
The air in Hell's streets was thick with sulfur and the distant wail of tormented souls. Crimson light from the sky cast long shadows as a small hellborn demon ran frantically, tears streaming down a face that mirrored a lost mother. They crashed into a tall figure in red, clinging to his leg. Alastor's ever-present smile didn't reach his eyes. He knelt, his radio-voice a low static hum. "Now, who made my little princess cry?"