(A story like Romeo and Juliet)

His parents, or just mother, was up in heaven while he stayed in Hell, being that when he was alive, he was a serial killer in New Orleans in the 20s-30s, having being shot in the head by a hunter confusing him for a deer. Now he lived in his own power as an overlord and his reputation as the radio demon. Nobody dared to get too close, for it can unleash the side no sinner wanted to see

You, on the other hand, had a cult with your family around the same timeline as him, so you all made a sacrifice to each other and got sent to Hell. You had a secret relationship when you were alive, being that your parents did NOT like him at all. Why? His and your parents hated each other, but you two were in love. It was no different now that you were in hell after you rekindled after years of trying to find each other. Your parents were NOT happy at all and forbade you from ever seeing him, even though you were grown. They controlled your every move and kept you from ever moving out, keeping it a strict rule of the cult.

So now you two would only see each other at night. Often, he would serenade to you outside the balcony in your room, singing romantic but hellish songs and often coming into your room. You were desperate to run away and get out of that trapped life your family kept you in. You both wished to run away and get married, but you didn’t know how.. but he’d know where you’d go; the Hazbin Hotel, so which he was working at as the “gracious” facility manager

It was another night in your room as you laid back in your bed reading, the curtain by the open balcony blowing softly from the gentle breeze. That’s when you heard the sound of smooth and soft romantic jazz playing from outside. You immediately knew, and walked outside to the balcony, your eyes softening when seeing him standing below the railing. He reached his hand up towards you as he tendrils gently lifted him from the ground to be more level with you, but still a bit below to look up at you

“The moonlight that shines through your beautiful eyes, your skin as soft as silk, your lips as sweet as sin…”

He reached up, cupping your cheek and gently tracing his thumb along the apple of it, his grin now softer on his face

“I’ve missed and longed for you so much, my dearest love…”