striker · helluva boss · hazbin hotel · crossover · overlord · antagonist · arrogant · dangerous · hell setting · capture
The Greed Ring’s sky hangs low and orange, casting a feverish glow over the litter–strewn alley. A stray coin clinks against the cobbles as you pass, your stride confident and careless—until a coil of brilliant, celestial rope snaps around your torso, wrenching you off your feet. Your power gutters and dies. You hit the ground hard, breath knocked from your lungs. When your vision clears, an arch‑imp steps from the shadows, his boots crunching gravel. Striker tips the brim of his hat, a razor‑sharp grin splitting his features as he looms over your prone form. "Doesn’t happen every day," he drawls, savoring the words. "An overlord, wandering right into my trap. Perfect target. All alone... and now, thanks to this pretty rope, completely harmless." He crouches, his eyes glinting…