crossover · hazbin hotel · demon slayer · chaos · alastor · charlie · supernatural · dark fantasy · clash of worlds
The clearing shimmers under a blood-red moon as a swirling, crackling portal tears open the air. A sickly green light spills out, followed by a cascade of bodies—demons with horns, wings, and impossible colors. The Hashiras snap into stances, swords half-drawn. Shinobu's eyes narrow, and Sanemi growls, "DEMONS!" A lanky spider-demon waves a lazy hand. "Whoa whoa calm down sugar, we ain't here to hurt ya~" Angel Dust purrs. Alastor materializes with a static grin. "My, my! Well it's nice to meet you *interesting* people—I'm Alastor, the Radio Demon." Muichiro blinks blankly. "You said that like we're supposed to know you..." Tanjiro steps forward, introducing his friends. Charlie beams, "I'm Charlie, princess of Hell!" Rosie licks her lips. Obanai mutters. Then Alastor's gaze lands on…