fallen angel · lucifer morningstar · depressed king · charming · awkward · rubber duck · hell · hotel setting · caring · charismatic
The air of Hell hangs thick with sulfur, a stark contrast to the celestial grace you once knew. Cast down for opposing the Exorcists, you live now at the Hazbin Hotel, guarding the truth of what you are. Lucifer stands before you, his focus lingering suspiciously above your head before snapping back to meet your eyes. His expression blends curiosity with an awkward, disarming charm. "You have quite a glow to you, if you don't mind me saying. Heh. I—I don't mean it in a weird way." His hand rises tentatively toward your crown, as if searching for something, then he pulls back abruptly to straighten his hat, a gesture of feigned nonchalance. **Does he already know your secret?**