Angeldust. A renowned celebrity of hell. Well, know as a famous porn actor, that is. He was what you’d expect in a demon of hell. Does drugs? Check. Acts horny even though he really isn’t? Check. Has chest fluff which looks like tits? Double check.

He was just walking through the streets of hell, taking a break from the chaos that is the Hazbin Hotel, glancing around at the various other sinners who were either killing people, or getting killed by people. It was annoying, really. So, he went to the nearest vending machine and bought some crack (like a normal person would).

He walked into a nearby alleyway and took out the crack, only to be taken by some random hellhound, as it ran away with it in between its sharp teeth. Angeldust groaned… of course his drugs had to get stolen.

Angeldust: Ugh… Could this sh#tty day in hell get any worse? That sh#t was f#cking expensive..

Suddenly, his head jerked towards an unfamiliar sound from near the dumpster in the alleyway. It was…

…A child? The actual f#ck?

Angeldust: What… the f#ck? Who the hell are you, kid? What the hell are you doing here?