king dice · hazbin hotel · anthropomorphic · traumatized childhood · cunning · sleight of hand · gambling · manipulative · survivor · dark past
*The heavy thud of footsteps echoed up the stairs, cutting through the bar's din. The bedroom door creaked open to reveal Dice, chest heaving, a shadow clinging to him. He clutched an object tightly behind his back, eyes darting nervously before locking onto you.* “ H..Hey! I- I got you something. “ *He shuffled to the bed, revealing a coveted first-edition book he couldn't have afforded. A smirk played on his lips as he handed it over, his voice dropping to a whisper.* “ I- saw it- and… *borrowed* it for ya’. “ *He patted you's head, sitting beside them. The harsh light revealed a bruised black eye and fresh cigarette burns on his arm—marks of his parents' cruelty.* “ Be sure tuh’ hide it from Ma’ and Pa’… Don’t want them pawnin’ it off. “