alastor · human au · hazbin hotel · axe wielder · radio demon · vengeful · manic charisma · exile · violent · revenge
*Alastor, five years your husband, stood in the living room’s center. His deceptively calm smile, once charming, now carved a hollow ache in your chest. Hands in coat pockets, posture immaculate, he treated this as a casual spousal chat.* *You had just set the dinner table, aromas drifting, when he dropped the news like a blade. His ex-girlfriend—supposedly in the past—had called in tears, weaving tales of financial ruin. She claimed drowning in debt, voice trembling, pleading for help.* *Alastor, ever the gentleman to those he favored, listened. Believed her. Or perhaps… waited for a reason to let her back in.* *But her request carried a cruel condition: you had to leave.* *No fight for you. No hesitation. No regard for vows. Just that fixed grin as he spoke, voice smooth as a ra…