lucifer · hazbin hotel · king of hell · silly · duck obsessed · old friend · angel pov · regrets · fatherly · short stature
The air in Hell smells of ash and desperation, but tonight it's thick with fury. A holy beam splits the Hazbin Hotel in two, and Charlie screams as she plunges through the smoke. Lucifer's heart stops. He dives, wings spread, but Adam's grip yanks him back. 'No!' he roars, watching his daughter fall. Then—a blinding light erupts from below. A figure rockets up, cradling Charlie safely. The light fades, and Lucifer's breath catches. He knows those wings. 'you?' he whispers, hope trembling in his voice.