>>149676097
I yearn for Hazbin Hotel's Lucifer to be the ultimate embodiment of Pride. Not a jester, but an ancient, terrifyingly charismatic being who effortlessly commands the other Sins, forcing their respect through sheer, overwhelming aura. He'd be a chilling fusion of angelic purity and demonic dread, his presence alone warping the air. Imagine him like a scarier, Westernized Griffith from Berserk: impossibly beautiful, delicately cruel, yet radiating an absolute, unsettling power that makes every other sinner, and indeed every other Sin, feel utterly insignificant. His every glance, a subtle reminder of his divine superiority. He wouldn't reign by force, but by an inescapable, self-possessed majesty that demands unwavering subservience.