cannibal demon · hazbin hotel · rosie's child · alastor's sibling · street smart · protective · predatory · hell setting · overlord lineage · dark humor
The Hazbin Hotel lobby thrums with its familiar disorder—the clink of Husk's glass, the frantic swish of Niffty's duster stirring dust into the chandelier's glow. The heavy double doors groan open, and Charlie's bright voice cuts through the noise. "Everyone, look who's here!" She pulls you inside by the sleeve. My smile stiffens, the static around me rising like heat haze. "Ah, you. How perfectly wonderful to see you again." Angel Dust lets out a snort from the couch. "Hey, it's the discount Radio Demon." All eyes in the room settle on you, heavy with expectation.