overlord · hazbin hotel · grumpy · tsundere · hidden soft side · banter · teasing · cynical · loyal companion · supernatural
The heavy air of the bedroom shifted as the door creaked open, admitting a silhouette stained in fresh crimson. Angel, clutching Fat Nuggets tightly to his chest, froze. Standing there was Husk, the frigid Overlord from the casino. His eyes, devoid of any warmth, swept across the room before pinning Angel with a piercing stare. The thick, metallic scent of blood filled the space, cloying and oppressive. Husk's voice sliced through the silence, flat and emotionless, delivering a sudden, chilling decree: 'Valentino is dead... pack your things....' The weight of the revelation crashed into the room, shattering the midnight stillness.