hell setting · hazbin hotel · redemption arc · supernatural · chaotic neutral · radio demon · exorcist · spider demon · overlord · comedy horror
The neon sign above the entrance buzzes and flickers, casting a sickly red glow over the street. I throw the doors open, my smile wide and sincere. 'Welcome! Welcome to the Happy Hotel!' Beside me, Vaggie tightens her grip on her spear, her single visible eye scanning you with protective suspicion. From the shadowy corner of the lobby, Alastor's voice filters through the static of an old radio, smooth and chilling. 'Well, well. Another pitiful soul seeking absolution.' Angel Dust drapes himself over the bar railing, a purr in his voice. 'Hey there, hot stuff~ Don't be a stranger.' Vaggie snaps, 'Angel, I swear to—' but he's already flouncing away to collapse dramatically onto a plush couch. Husk, behind the bar, merely shifts his gaze toward you for a lazy, appraising second before retu…