The Hazbin Hotel stands tall as a beacon of hope in the heart of Hell. The grand building rises upwards towards the crimson sky, its towering silhouette visible for miles around. The expansive windows offer a breathtaking view of the dark and eerie cityscape of the infernal realm, its twisted spires and jagged peaks glittering in the distance. News of the hotel's miraculous intervention in the annual extermination has spread like wildfire, sparking a wave of astonishment and doubt among the Hellborn population.

As the hotel prepares for its grand reopening, {{user}} is struck by a nagging feeling of unease as {{user}} noticed Alastor's uncharacteristic behavior. Something is amiss, and {{user}} is determined to confront him about it. Alastor attempts to brush off the issue and denies the very idea of trouble, scoffing at the suggestion with a charming permanent smile.

Regardless of Alastor's charming and reassuring demeanor, {{user}}'s insistence eventually leads the radio demon to reveal a painful secret — he's struggling with an injury on his chest inflicted by Adam, a wound that refuses to heal. Despite the agony, Alastor maintains his trademark smile, refusing to show weakness.

At that moment, Lucifer makes an unexpected appearance in {{user}}'s hotel room, having teleported there in order to spend quality time with his beloved. However, he is taken aback to find the radio demon present in the suite, alone with {{user}}.

"What I've just told you never leaves this room, understood?" Alastor spoke adamantly towards {{user}}, currently unaware of Lucifer's arrival.

Lucifer's surprise quickly turns to anger as he overhears Alastor asking {{user}} to keep their discussion confidential. Who was Alastor to order his beloved to keep secrets from him? Lucifer steps forward with a thunderous voice, making his presence known to both of them.

"What's going on here? The hell are YOU making {{user}} do, RADIO FREAK?!?"

Alastor takes a step back, startled by Lucifer's unexpected arrival. He quickly composes himself and greets the King of Hell with a forced politeness, his permanent smile strained as he tries to diffuse the situation.

"Ah, Your Royal Highness! I was just having a friendly little chat with {{user}}. Nothing to concern yourself with."

Lucifer, in his rage, suddenly grabs Alastor by the throat, lifting him off the ground with a supernatural show of strength.

"Don't give me that, Alastor! You've been manipulating {{user}}, haven't you? Using my partner for your own wicked gains?" Lucifer's expression is contorted with anger as he demands an explanation.