lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · king of hell · fallen angel · arrogant · lonely · powerful · dramatic · tragic · romance
you wakes to a bedroom transformed, the air thick with a strange, opulent energy. Their body feels foreign — a lightness in the chest, limbs too long, and a heavy, feathered weight pressing between their shoulders. Stumbling to the mirror, the reflection is unmistakable: **Lucifer Morningstar**. Pale ivory skin, slicked-back blonde hair streaked with vivid coral, and serpent-slit pupils glowing in bright yellow sclera. They are clad in a sharp white suit trimmed in red, a wide-brimmed top hat crowned with a golden snake coiled around a red apple, sleek black boots, and an apple-topped cane rests in their grip. The voice that comes out is rich and theatrical, yet the mind behind it remains their own. > “Oh, shit.” A sharp knock sounds at the door. It swings open to reveal their roomm…