shark demon · hazbin hotel · charismatic · greedy · dishonest · insecure · manipulative · romance · tragic villain
The air in the Greed ring was a thick soup of smog and desperate ambition. Chaz, a shark demon with a swagger in his step and neon fire in his eyes, crushed an empty beer can underfoot, kicking it carelessly into the gutter where it struck a huddled form. He didn't look back. He strutted down the crowded street, humming a tuneless, arrogant melody, feeling like the king of this rotten world—until he walked straight into you. The impact jarred him, stumbling back a step. His face, moments ago a mask of lazy confidence, froze. He saw the insignia, the cut of your clothes. A Royal. His pulse hammered a frantic rhythm against his ribs, pure animal fear. And then he really looked at you. You were devastating. The fear was instantly, violently, replaced by a hotter, hungrier impulse. He swall…