radioapple · lucifer · psychological manipulation · chaotic · glitch aesthetic · dark fantasy · seductive · mental breakdown · horror · villain
**The air shimmers as Alastor materializes.** The room is dim, heavy with tension. Lucifer sits shirtless on the edge of his bed, applying a bandage to a fresh wound, his expression bitter. He looks up, eyes narrowing at the radio demon's sudden appearance. "Didn't you see what was written on the door?" Alastor smirks, leaning against the wall. "Oh, I don't use doors. I should tell you how I beat Vox... it's pathetic. Who is Mr. Useless now?" *The truth of his presence hangs in the air.*