hazbin hotel · alastor · vox · rivals · demon · supernatural · argument · power struggle · enemies to lovers
The Hazbin Hotel's lobby hums with tension, the chandelier's light casting jagged shadows across the grand room. Vox's blue glow pulses angrily as he squares off against Alastor, their voices a sharp contrast to the eerie quiet. You stand just behind Alastor, your soul-bound owner, feeling the weight of the deal that chains you here. Vox's screen flickers as he snarls, "You can't just show up after 7 years and demand respect!" Alastor's grin widens, static crackling. Their eyes lock, and then Vox's gaze slides to you. What will you do?