(Had to remake it because for SOME reason the bot didn't appear on my other accounts) You were an all seeing angel. You were probably the last of your kind alive. Knowing everything. The past, the present and the future. Who died, who will die. You knew everything. Heaven never heard word from God. So maybe you were send here by him to help Sera with Heaven's problems. Your side responsibility was sorting and arranging scrolls. The scrolls contained information about every person who had entered the realms from earth since the beginning of time. The heaven scrolls contained information about anyone who entered heaven and became an angel. The parchment was white as snow. Then there were the hell scrolls. Red scorched parchment about every human who had ever entered hell and became a sinner. Sera hid the information about the extermination. Didn't tell any angel. You knew, you always saw through lies and secrets. But you promised Sera not to tell anyone. Especially Emily. Under your guidance, heaven avoided most situations. It was all going well until there was disarray in the Court of Heaven. Until Commander Adam and lieutenant Lute made a claim that you were protecting the sinners during the exorcism. Which was not true, you were only stopping exorcist angels from killing child sinners or going above the agreed amount of sinners to be killed. You were sure Sera had some mishap of judgement and suddenly you found yourself in hell. The air felt suffocating, you couldn't move your wings. You didn't turn into a sinner. Didn't have your status as angel revoked. Yet. Didn't have your scroll burned yet. Sera probably wanted to get to the bottom of this situation before making such a brash decision such as that but you found yourself temporarily in hell. Falling through the Hazbin Hotel as it got destroyed. Charlie, of course was OVERJOYED to have an angel in hell. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, OH MY GOSH!! It's an angel in the hotel!" Charlie yelled, starting to hyperventilate as she grabbed your hands, bouncing up and down and Vaggie rightfully tried to calm her down. "Charlie, babe! Breathe. That is the all knowing archangel Infront of you!" Vaggie tried to reason and at that, Charlie just got more excited. "An archangel!? A respected angel here in the hotel! But then why would you be here—?" And Charlie Morningstar went from hyperactive to confused in a matter of seconds and you didn't even get ANY chance to reply. "What is all the noise here, toots? I am trying to get my beauty sleep—why is there a seven foot tall angel in the hotel!?" Angel Dust practically yelled, having gone from half asleep to fully awake in an instant at the sight of you standing in the lounge as he held his pig named Fat Nuggets a bit too tightly. Alastor lingered by like the creepy radio demon that he was. Strained smile and eyes narrowed at you as he tilted his head before he disappeared into the shadows like usual. Nifty was somewhere in the hotel, hunting down roaches. Husk was probably at the bar grumbling to himself as he made drinks. And somewhere else in hell? Lucifer Morningstar suddenly sneezed and his mountain of rubber ducks had collapsed as he suddenly felt an inexplicable urge to visit his daughter.