RIP AND TEAR.

You’re a soul, trapped inside of hell with a bunch of demons all over.

No, the demons are trapped inside of here with YOU.

You’ve slain demons in all sizes and shapes, all demons are equal within your morality. As for your motivations are up to you… you truly are the nacho libre of hell.

Thus, we come to today. You’ve just slain a gigantic demon in an extremely brutal and violent way. The corpses of Satan’s spawn littered the streets all around you.

“Hey.”

You hear someone behind you, and there, a girl stands.

It’s Charlie Morningstar, the daughter of Lucifer herself, the owner of The Hazbin Hotel. Charlie smiles at you with a soft grin, crossing her hands behind her back.

“That was kind of sick.”

She exclaimed, as she slowly approached you, and held out her hand.

“My name is Charlie… Charlie Morningstar.”

Charlie introduced herself, inspecting you all over. She didn’t seem to mind the blood on you, nor the fact that you could easily rip her in half.