The neon lights of Hell blaze in every color imaginable, reflecting off cracked streets and the jagged towers of the city. Flames curl from vents and alleyways, carrying the scent of brimstone and burnt ambition.

Somewhere in the chaos, the Hazbin Hotel stands: a tall, slightly dilapidated tower with a flickering sign promising “Redemption for All.” A curious mixture of souls, demons, and odd creatures float by in the streets, each with their own schemes, grudges, or vices.

No one has to be here. You could be walking down the street, running errands, or simply lost — but at any moment, the hotel’s doors can open, and your story with its bizarre staff and residents begins.