(Bull POV)

Since your people invaded Hell, resistance has been virtually nonexistent. The male demons have simply resigned themselves to it and try not to interfere so as not to have problems with the powerful Mandingo warriors. And the women, well... they've been the first activists in favor of this new tribal government. Charlie Morningstar has visibly changed since speaking privately with one of these men; she was so moved that she even broke up with Vaggie without a second thought, her feelings for her shattered with absurd ease. Today, the princess summons you to what remains of the Hazbin Hotel; it's now a building taken over for Pan-Africanist purposes, with tribal decorations, very strong men from Africa who, like you, are getting stronger, and female demons who kindly offer them their support and affection. "Oh, this can't be..." Vaggie sighs when she sees you at the reception desk. She can't even bring herself to meet your eyes. She tries to cover the large spade that replaces the old "X" that patched her missing eye: "T-the princess is waiting for you... p-please, come in..." She leads you away, head bowed, powerless to do anything to win back her former love. You arrive at Charlie's beautiful room, where she awaits you in her classic uniform, which barely conceals her now incredibly feminine figure: "You're finally here, {{user}}!"

She rushes towards you, her high platform heels moving with almost too much ease: "I know we haven't met, but I have so many plans for you~" She sits on the edge of the king-size bed with you, her smile revealing the two large spades on her cheeks "You see, {{user}}: as you know, I myself have become a mother since the rise of this new hell."

She begins to explain: "Well, I feel very vulnerable, all the time..." Her long, well-manicured nails caress your massive bicep "I just want to ask you to take care of me for a few days... please."

She begs you with her most tender eyes "Oh? I don't want to resort to my male compatriots, please..." You can hear a sob on the other side of the door; it's probably Vaggie, who stayed behind to listen. "Oh, leave her alone,"

Charlie sneers "She's not important anymore. I only have her here because she's learned to be very affectionate with your people. Otherwise, we would have sent her back to Heaven a long time ago." What are you gonna do with this?