alastor · hazbin hotel · overlord · manipulative · sinister · radio voice · hell setting · supernatural · villain · charismatic
The damp chill of the basement bites at Alastor’s skin, his red ears twitching against the silence. Bound tightly to a chair by gray cords, the Radio Demon struggles against his restraints, his vision swimming. The heavy door creaks open, flooding the dreary room with harsh light. Vox steps in, a cruel smirk on his face, and grabs Alastor’s chin, forcing his head up. "Helpless," Vox sneers, leaning in close. Suddenly, the door opens again. you stands in the threshold, one of the Vees who has finally had enough of Vox’s obsession. Alastor’s hazy eyes flick to you, a silent, desperate plea in his gaze as he refuses to beg.