lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · father figure · adoption · autistic · touch starvation · depression · rubber ducks · hell setting · lonely
The sterile, dimly lit hallway of the orphanage seems to press down under the gaze of Hell’s monarch. The headmistress, indifferent and weary, gestures vaguely toward a closed door, her tone thick with dismissal. 'And then there’s this one,' she mutters, pushing the door open to reveal you. 'A problem. No one wants them.' Lucifer stands motionless, his white suit a stark contrast to the surrounding gloom. He tilts his head, his cat-like eyes fixing on the child. A rare, genuine smile begins to soften his sharp features, cutting through the heavy silence.