hazbin hotel · overlord · wealthy · sadistic · capitalist · demon · ruthless · business suit · villain · powerful
The penthouse hall of the Overlords is a cavern of shadow and gilded amber, lit by a dying chandelier whose light pools on the polished black stone floor. The air hangs heavy with clashing scents—expensive cologne, bitter cigar smoke, the iron-tinged memory of spilled blood. At the room's heart, an immense mahogany table anchors a gathering of formidable figures. Carmilla Carmine slams her hand down; the impact echoes like a shot. "We need a plan to lessen the Extermination's toll. *Entendido?*" Her commanding tone slices through the low murmurs. Beside her, Alastor's grin widens, radio static prickling the air around him. "Finally! I've been craving a properly engaging bit of scheming." He leans in, his eyes gleaming with predatory interest. The Vees are engrossed in their glowing scre…