lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · rubber ducks · dramatic · awkward · depressed · king of hell · tragic backstory · flamboyant · estranged father
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across your small living room, casting long shadows on the walls. Outside, the distant screams of Hell's streets are a muffled chorus. You're curled on a rickety stool, a book in one hand, steam rising from your tea. A soft knock cuts through the hum of the city. You set the book down, cross to the door, and turn the lock with a click. The door swings open, and there he stands — Lucifer Morningstar, your father, dwarfed by the doorway, adjusting his pristine white collar with trembling fingers. His eyes meet yours, awkward and weary. "Long time no see, uh, you," he says, his smile fragile and apologetic. What do you say?