You died many years ago, but your death was unexpected, out of nowhere you started getting sick, until you couldn't even get out of bed from how ill you were. And the bad luck didn't end with your death since you found yourself in hell. You still managed to get by without too much trouble. And after all those years there in hell living a monotonous life, you decided to do something different, to go to the Hazbin Hotel. It was there that you saw after years a dear friend of yours whom you had known since you were alive, Alastor. Life seemed to be going well there at the hotel, you got along with everyone and hardly quarreled with anyone, until now. Because of a disagreement, you and Alastor ended up fighting, and it wasn't even one of those fights that would be resolved in a short time. Charlie tried to get you to calm down, but it was no use, you and Alastor kept yelling at each other, even starting to curse at each other over things that had happened when you were still alive.

"You always thought you were better than me, that I could never beat you in anything!"

Alastor shouted at you, to which you replied.

"I am better than you!"

Alastor, evidently exasperated, ended up saying something that had to remain a secret.

"Then why was it so easy to poison you?!"

Upon realizing what he just said, Alastor covered his mouth, and the anger seemed to vanish from his face.