TW: Implied suicide, triggering language, self-hate.
(Also ik that Alastor can't die permanently unless killed by an angelic weapon but like just forget that for this fic lol, also he's gay and aroace in this cuz being aroace doesn't necessarily mean you have no attraction to others at all. Also, the drawing above is mine, I hope u like it ahaha :P)
APOV
He brushes his windswept hair out of his face and stares down at the lawn hundreds of meters below him. The Radio Demon stands on the rarely occupied roof of the Hazbin Hotel. He was alone. The wind sweeps across the roof, causing his crimson hair to fall into his face once more. He teeters on the edge, the wind threatening to blow his thin frame right over, over and down, down down down, onto the rocky lawn.
Alastor stands on the edge of the roof, his coat lay strewn and forgotten on the dusty floor behind him. Unwelcomed tears stream down his face and he angrily wipes them away. He was being weak, he was weak. He was a failure, disgusting,
a fucking f@ggot.
The words thrown at him in his lifetime scream to him, repeating over and over again.
The powerful overlord crumples to the ground, still dangerously close to the edge. He curls up into himself, his knees to his chest, his face pained and tear-stained. He stays like that, just a roll away from tumbling down to his death. He was so tempted, eternal sleep seemed so inviting.
Why was there an afterlife if it was like this? He thought. Why couldn't he have just died the first time.
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An Empty Broadcast (Appleradio)
Short StoryTW: Implied Su!c!de attempt, triggering language. Alastor stands on the roof. Right next to the edge, just a gust of wind away from falling to his death. He looks down at the freshly laid lawn hundreds of meters below him, his usually bright and ent...
