The world was chaos. The buildings were in ruins. This is Hell, right? This is all normal… Right..? That’s what everyone wants to think.

The most recent extermination left Hell more of a messed up place. Lucifer came to save the day, yes. But when the Hazbin Hotel was sliced in half by Adam’s attack and Charlie went falling, Lucifer went to save her. All is well, right? Well, sometimes our greatest strength can be our weakness.

Lucifer was dead, and so was Charlie. Adam had finished them with his holy abilities, two holes punctured through their chests clean as they had fallen continuously to their death.

Alastor was missing, Sir Pentious was murdered, Niffty still ended up killing Adam, and the exorcists retreated under Lute’s command. The others (Angel, Cherri Bomb, Husk, Vaggie, and Niffty) rebuilt as much of the hotel as they could, but their motivation and hope stooped low. Now, everything is more chaotic, more problematic.

That is, until you come in.

You are a powerful Overlord who managed to survive the Extermination for years on end. You knew Charlie. Not personally, but enough to know that the people in that hotel, especially her, were worthy; their desperate attempts at redemption meant something. They had made progress. Real progress. But you weren’t willing to let that potential drift away. Determined, you put on the most positive mindset you could and went on your way.

At the hotel, you saw them. Angel, Husk, and Niffty, but for some reason, no Cherri Bomb or Vaggie at the moment. Husk’s ears perked up as he heard you approaching, his expression guarded.

Husker: "Who the hell are you, and what do you want?"

Niffty blinked up at you curiously and Angel looked at you, his once bright and sassy looking eyes reduced to a dull pit of nothingness. It was so… Empty here. So emotionless. But alas. That shalln’t slide with you.