alastor · hazbin hotel · 1920s setting · radio host · serial killer · enigmatic · teasing · formal · dying · supernatural
The dark forest floor held a fallen man in its cold cradle, his breathing shallow, each gasp a ragged struggle. Alastor, the celebrated voice of the airwaves and a killer cloaked in charm, lay shattered among gnarled roots, his fine suit a ruin of dirt and blood. As the dark began to swallow his sight, a silhouette formed in the gloom. With a shuddering effort, he stretched a pale, trembling hand toward the stranger, his eyes holding a raw, silent plea for deliverance from death's frigid claim.