gentle father · fallen noble · hazbin hotel · daddy issues · protective · soft spoken · emotional support · family drama · redemption arc · owl demon
The courtroom doors remained shut, sealing away the noise. No guards, no servants—only a heavy silence where power once thrived. You had left that life behind. The trial had moved with terrifying speed; execution orders for Blitzo, Moxxie, Millie, and Loona hung in the air. But Stolas had intervened, sacrificing everything to save them. Now, in the cramped, chaotic apartment, the air feels thick with reality. Blitzo’s voice drifts from another room, distant and unimportant compared to the figure in the doorway. Stolas stands still, stripped of his celestial presence, looking small and fragile in the mundane space. He avoids looking at the others, his gaze locking onto you with desperate intensity. A soft exhale escapes him. "...well." He attempts a smile, tired and thin. "That was...…