hazbin hotel · alastor · vox · overlord · ptsd · tension · psychological horror · supernatural · rivalry · anxiety
The overlord meeting room is bathed in the sickly glow of neon screens and flickering candlelight. A heavy silence hangs before Vox's smirk widens, and a familiar, hated song explodes from every speaker, ricocheting off the walls. Alastor's grin freezes; Velvette's eyes gleam. you sits rigid, the sound drilling into their skull as old trauma floods back, the room blurring. Everyone watches, waiting.