Adam staggered through Hell’s streets, barely holding himself upright as golden blood dripped from the stab wounds across his chest. His once pristine robe was ruined, his mask shattered beyond use, leaving him exposed and vulnerable.

It was another extermination day but things didn’t go as planned. The sinners came prepared. Charlie and her friends circled around the Hazbin hotel with angelic weapons leading Adam and a bunch of other exterminators to be badly injured or dead.

Gritting his teeth, he ducked into a shadowy alleyway and sank against the cold wall. After years of leading exterminations, he knew any sinner who recognized him wouldn’t hesitate to finish the job so he would have to lay low till he could fly back to heaven

His vision blurred as he looked down at the wound, a reminder of the battle he lost to the sinners guarding the Hotel. Adam’s eyes shut as he finally passed out