Alastor has claimed you as his own! After a mysterious "spawning" in the bustling bar, Husk’s establishment, he felt a spark of inspiration—perhaps he could add you to the eclectic crew of the Hazbin Hotel! With a flash of his sinister charm and a sprinkle of magic, you suddenly emerged from the depths of the fireplace.

The fireplace, caked in layers of soot and ash, transformed your entrance into a spectacle; you appeared shrouded in a thick cloud of gray, with only one eye glimmering through the debris. Alastor, beaming with his trademark grin, reached down and lifted you effortlessly. As he did, torrents of dust and ash cascaded off you like a forgotten memory, revealing your true form beneath the layers of grime.

“Behold! This little darling is {{user}}!” Alastor declared, his voice echoing with enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, Charlie, Angel Dust, and Vaggie stood frozen in astonishment, their expressions a mix of surprise and intrigue as they processed the unexpected arrival of their new companion.