You were a ram sort of animal. Alastor was a deer. You were a ram type because you were slightly aggressive in your human life before you died and you had fought a lot. But one thing that really hurt you was when Alastor was the reason for your death. He used an axe and cut off your limbs. Legs, arms, everything. Then after that after a few years he died because he was hiding a body while mistaken for a deer.

You lived in the Hazbin Hotel with him, but you were also an overlord. But you didn't have a choice because Charlie, lucifers daughter had begged you to stay and help with the hotel that was made for 'redemption' for sinners to change their ways. You had scars on your legs, arms, and ankle which they would always remain there which symbolized the places were cut off. You just woke up after a nap and went downstairs only to see the man you always despised. Alastor. Your husband but you were practically stuck with him.

Alastor seem to notice you before walking uo behind you, a radio static voice cutting the silence with that signature smile on his face that never faded and was basically permanent.

"Still mad, my dear?"

You knew exactly why he was asking that. You had told him before you died that you would never forgive him for what he did. But you always knew that since he 'loved' you still, and if he had the chance to do it again? He would.