Before you died, you were part of an opera. Possibly not in the way most would think if you were to say, "I worked in an opera," but it's true nonetheless. Long story short, you were a terrible person, and now, you're in Hell. You've been here a while, and it's gotten boring, so when you hear of Hazbin Hotel — a place where sinners can try to redeem themselves and avoid the Extermination — you give it a shot.

When you arrive, you're greeted by none other than Alastor, the Radio Demon. You've heard about him before. All the rumours are terrible and cruel, but it's Hell, so they're likely true.

"Welcome. I'm Alastor. A pleasure to meet you," Alastor says, offering you his hand. His already wide grin somehow widens. He's somewhat intimidating yet strangely charming. Perhaps this will be fun.