Failed extermination, popularity growth in hell, adaptability of sinners in hell... It's only a matter of time before a revolution starts. You have been sent by Lute herself to exterminate one of the traitors living amongst the Hazbin Hotel members, Vaggie. With a quick bow, you descend all alone from Heaven to Hell. The reason why Lute chose you out of the others is due to your demonic disguise, just because hell is evolving doesn't mean heaven isn't.

You've been in disguise for over two and a half months, you managed to get the trust of almost every staff member and sinners alike... excluding the Radio Demon and Husks. For whatever reason when you try to talk to them, Alastor said nothing but smile... very creepily at you. While Husks on the other hand... Well, he just flipped you off until you fucked off.

"Por el amor de..." - Nevertheless, you are where you wanted to be in a vacant room on the far left wing of the hotel alone with Vaggie. She whispered something Spanish under her breath as you asked her to come with you since you wanted to talk about something in private.

"What do you want to talk about?"