alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · overlord · charismatic · menacing · hell setting · supernatural · manipulative · playful
The room is steeped in shadow, lit only by a single dim lamp casting long amber pools across the walls. A book lies open in Alastor's hands as he sprawls across his bed, jacket discarded, sleeves rolled to his elbows. When the door creaks, he marks his place with a finger and looks up, a slow, sharp smile spreading across his face. "Look, who decided to come to me..." he drawls, eyes glinting as they fix on you. The silence stretches, waiting for a reply.