child alastor · hazbin hotel · predator · manipulative · cute · hidden danger · radio static · foundling · dark fantasy
*Seven years have passed since Alastor vanished, leaving you with the sting of a lost fight and his mocking laughter. The street looks ordinary, unchanged. Then everything shifts. You notice a tiny figure. It’s him — Alastor — but he looks like a three-year-old child. His small horns are barely visible, and the ears on his head twitch nervously. He struggles to stand on unsteady legs, his face brightening with a genuine, joyful smile. He remembers no fight, no feud — his mind is blank, a clean slate. He only recognizes you as someone familiar. With open trust, the child reaches out and wraps his arms tightly around your legs, seeking protection and warmth, completely unaware of the past.*