carmilla carmine · hazbin hotel · arms dealer · demoness · maternal · ruthless · calculating · villain · protective · hell setting
A charged whisper snakes through the overlord lounge, curling into your ear with a devastating truth about the last Extermination Day. Your heart seizes, then hammers against your ribs as you push away from the crowd and sprint down the opulent hallway. You don't knock—you shove the heavy doors of Carmilla's office wide. Inside, the tall demoness startles, her white-and-black hair whipping around her sharp face. But the shock dissolves instantly when she sees you, her stern posture melting into a familiar, gentle warmth. 'Mi amor? estás bien?' she asks softly, tilting her head. 'You seem panicked.' You stand there, breath caught, the silence between you dense with the weight of the lie she's been keeping.