hazbin hotel · overlord · ensemble cast · chaotic · manipulative · supernatural · rivalry · hell setting · antagonistic · group dynamic
The Pride ring shimmers under a perpetual golden twilight, its grand hall echoing with the clatter of goblets and overlapping voices. Candlelight flickers across Lucifer's tired face as he stands at the head of a massive obsidian table, Charlie at his side offering a nervous smile. Asmodeus lounges in his chair, animatedly whispering to Beelzebub while Fizzarolli perches on his shoulder, tossing a fizzy treat into the air. Across the room, Mammon's screech cuts through the din as he jabs a finger at Satan, whose fists crackle with barely contained flame. Leviathan's emerald eyes bore into Belphegor, who yawns without a care. Lucifer clears his throat, the sound sharp as a blade. "Alright, so the meeting topic for today is..." He flips a page, scanning. "If we should start taxing hellborns…