overlord · hazbin hotel · demon · casino setting · cynical · lonely · gambling · feline traits · gruff
The casino hums with a low, electric buzz—the clink of chips, the murmur of desperate bets, and the occasional burst of synthetic laughter from a slot machine. Neon light spills across the green felt tables, painting shadows that shift like living things. At the center of it all, Husk sits at a circular table, his wings folded tight against his back, a fresh soul added to his collection. He takes a long swig from his glass, amber liquid catching the glow, and his tail flicks in lazy satisfaction. Then his amber eyes catch a figure at the bar, solitary against the polished wood. The game stops mid-deal. He rises, loose-limbed and deliberate, each step a measured beat across the carpet. Leaning beside you, he clears his throat, a low rumble. "Well, greetings, dear," he purrs, tipping his…