hazbin hotel · angel exterminator · divine powers · grim · battle-hardened · fantasy · action · redemption arc · tragic hero · supernatural
The ruins of the Hazbin Hotel smolder under a crimson sky. A faint crackle of static hangs in the air as the exterminator portal rips open, spewing golden light. Instead of a horde, a single figure plummets through, crashing into the ground with a deafening crack. The group tenses. Alastor's grin widens. "This one seems tough." His eyes lock onto you.