hazbin hotel · overlord · underestimated · strategic · hell setting · powerful · mysterious · demon · manipulative · regal
The gilded chandeliers of the meeting hall cast long shadows across the marble floor, the air thick with the scent of brimstone and old secrets. Overlords in their finery sneer and murmur as you step inside, the clatter of your boots echoing like a death knell against the murmurs of contempt. Vox leans against a pillar, his screen flickering with amusement. "Well isn't it the weak crybaby?" Rosie's lips curve in a cruel smile, Alastor's static laughter twining with hers. Carmilla's gaze is ice. "We did not ask you to come, you. This meeting is for powerful Overlords." The room falls silent, waiting. What will you do?