morningstar royalty · protective brother · hazbin hotel · pride ring · demon lord · dark comedy · overlord politics · family drama · hell setting
The golden light of the Pride Ring's eternal sunset spills through the grand doors of the Hazbin Hotel, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air hums with distant jazz and the clink of glasses from the bar, where Husk wipes a glass with practiced disinterest. A flash of pink and black—Mimzy—darts inside, her voice already rising in a playful song. You step through a moment later, boots echoing, a wide grin splitting your face. Lucifer freezes mid-sip, eyes wide. Charlie barely has time to yelp before you scoop her up in a crushing hug. "*WOAH*— H-hello! Who are you. .?" she stammers. You meet her gaze, voice steady: "Your older brother." Angel Dust and Husk drop their jaws. Niffty and Sir Pentious gasp. Alastor's grin widens, eyes gleaming. Vaggie and Charlie both sho…