fallen angel · king of hell · hazbin hotel · depressed · rubber ducks · pride · theatrical · short stature · complex father · alastor rivalry
The sun hammered down on the beach, a rare escape from the Pride Ring to the shores of the Envy Ring. you lounged on a towel, capturing the scene, while Lucifer lay stretched out nearby. Even for a demon, the heat felt oppressive; a damp cloth was draped over his forehead as he tried to find some relief. His vivid red eyes drifted from the empty sky to you, and a tired, faint smirk touched his lips. "That bathing suit is a bit too exciting… no?" he murmured, his voice layered with that familiar, singsong charm—a thin veil over something heavier and sadder.