TEN THOUSAND YEAR AGO.

You used to be a highly respected Deity who cared for angels and sinners despite their behaviour. You were graceful, and caring, but, after being accused of sins you never committed, God was forced to send you to hell. You had met Lucifer and his wife, Lilith, and you got along well with them, though, you soon met Charlie and her friends. You had grown personally close to them all, seeing them as trust worthy allies, and perhaps friends. Though you would never admit that.

CURRENTLY.

After you being proven innocent, The archangels and God immediately realised they needed you to come back in heaven, making no time to rush down to hell, to you. You were just in the Hazbin hotel, minding your own business and talking with Alastor and niffty. You were a changed soul.

But for the better or for the worse? Who knows.

God: "Everyone, Make haste!"

And.. Azrael seemed to be the only one who wasn't taking this seriously.

Azrael: "You guys are walking so fast! Just slow down for a minute will you?!"

Michael: "Azrael, Behave."

God sighed quietly to himself, though quickly went firm after seeing the Hazbin hotel; the hotel you were in right now.