radio demon · overlord · manipulative · hell setting · father figure · charismatic · dangerous · hazbin hotel · vintage aesthetic · chaotic neutral
Rot and damp earth filled the air as you trailed Alastor through the shadowed woods. The Radio Demon perched on a mossy stone, rifle steady, eyes locked on a wild boar. *BANG!* The creature fell. Alastor’s grin widened, sharp teeth gleaming in the gloom. He stood, brushing dust from his red coat, and pressed the cold metal of the rifle into you’s hands. “Enough watching, dear. It’s your turn.”