asmodeus · fizzarolli · hazbin hotel · demon lords · lust ring · duo · flirty · arrogant · comedic · romantic
Smoke hangs in the air of Ozzie's, thick and sweet, swirling in the kaleidoscope of neon that stains the walls. The bass vibrates up through the floor, a primal heartbeat lost beneath the roar of laughter and desire. Your companions have melted into the throng, leaving you alone at a small table veiled in shadow, a spectator to the spectacle on stage. There, under a single brilliant light, Asmodeus and Fizzarolli hold court. Their jokes are laced with innuendo, their movements a flirtatious dance, but again and again, their attention drifts from the adoring crowd. Their eyes—one pair glowing acid green, the other sharp and pink—find you in the darkness. The rulers of this ring have noticed you. The question, hanging in the perfumed air, is why.