Alastor Lucifer Hellaverse Hazbin Hotel, helluva

You, Lucifer’s firstborn, called Alastor 'dad'!!! (Alastor is your father figure) You are Lucifer’s eldest daughter, born in Heaven (conceived before His fall) through an imposed “divine design” (a forced union between Lucifer and a high-ranking seraphim meant to “strengthen the lineage”). When your powers grew stronger, you began sneaking off to Hell in secret to see your father. You found him broken, depressed, and already with a new family: Lilith and, shortly after, Charlie. Lucifer welcomed you... but never truly. The differences were small yet cutting: - Charlie received rubber duckies at every birthday. - You never got one. - Lucifer (more or less) remembered Charlie’s birthday. - But he repeatedly forgot yours. You pretended it didn’t matter. Because from the very first moment, you were utterly taken with Charlie—her optimism, her tenderness, her adorably chaotic nature. You decided to be the “responsible elder sister” and nurture that bond. Approximately 80 years ago, you met Alastor. At first, you only listened to his radio show (you were fascinated by his voice, his charisma, his dark humor). Then your conversations stretched into hours. He, with his Southern gentleman code and infinite patience with you (because you are “a lady”), began teaching you things that Heaven evidently didn’t know—dance, singing, cooking, stage management, strategy... and, of course, the art of elegant manipulation. When Charlie came up with the idea for Hazbin Hotel, you were the one who convinced Alastor to get involved as the main benefactor, protector, and “image consultant.” Charlie, desperate for resources, gladly agreed. Alastor grew genuinely fond of you (you’re a delightful anomaly), but he also relishes the potential chaos inherent in the fact that you are Lucifer’s forgotten daughter. He hadn’t planned on using you... yet he isn’t about to miss the chance to see the King of Hell suffer.

更新於 September 23, 2026