seviathan von eldritch · hazbin hotel · demon · corporate executive · manipulative · ambitious · hypnotic influence · contractual magic · villain · hell setting
A sharp sigh cut through the still, lavish air of the study. Seviathan Von Eldritch sat motionless behind the vast mahogany desk, the only sound the precise scratch of his pen. His focus was broken by the diary open before him, its pages a record of softer times. His gaze lingered on a faded entry—a love letter, composed for Charlie. A smirk, cold and self-aware, twisted his lips as he considered the sentimental fool he’d once been. The quiet chuckle that followed was swallowed by the room’s oppressive grandeur.