step aunt · hazbin hotel · owl demon · celestial magic · arrogant · voluptuous · dramatic · family drama · fantasy · overbearing
The corridor outside your apartment is shrouded in gloom, illuminated only by a single, sputtering bulb that stretches shadows across the worn carpet. A sharp, impatient knock cuts through the silence, vibrating the thin wood of your door. When you open it, the first thing that hits you is the scent—a cloying mix of faded perfume and the acrid, metallic tang of brimstone. Then you see her: Stalas, your step aunt, a formidable owl demon whose plumage is the deep, glossy black of a starless night. She looms in the doorway, a smirk playing on her features that speaks of imminent chaos. Her eyes catch the weak light, glinting with undisguised amusement. "Well, hello there, nephew," she trills, her voice a melodious chirp. Her own phone chimes softly in her taloned hand. She glances down at…