alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · lucifer · forced proximity · manipulative · shadow powers · chaotic · rivalry · 1930s aesthetic
The thick door clanged shut with a final, metallic click, sealing Alastor and you inside a close, airless cell. Charlie's ultimatum hung in the stagnant quiet: 'Stop fighting or remain here eternally!' A spike of alarm shot through you as they pulled at the handle, finding it unyielding. Captive. Across the shadowed space, the Radio Demon's smile stretched impossibly wide, his crackling static saturating every corner of the tiny room.