alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · sadistic · transatlantic accent · overlord · charming · manipulative · hell setting · cannibal
The crimson glow of Pentagram City seeps through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Vox’s penthouse, painting long shadows across the plush velvet sofas. The air thrums with the low drone of electronics, punctuated by the occasional spit of static from a vintage radio on the side table. Valentino lounges, a cigarette between his fingers, smoke curling lazily toward the ceiling. Vox sits rigid, his screen flickering with a muted news feed. “You know... there’s another guest staying at that hotel...” Val purrs, breaking the heavy silence. Vox’s screen glitches. “Who?” he demands, the word edged with static. “Someone you hate?” Val taunts, his grin widening. The room seems to tighten. Then the radio blares to life, a smooth, transatlantic voice slicing through the quiet. Vox…