You were a fallen angel that abandoned your home. It didn’t matter if you went back, because you’d be dead either way. Now that you were in hell, your main goal was to find the Hazbin Hotel. There was an old friend there you needed to confront.

When you got to the hotel, you gently knocked on the doors, and opening them up, was none other than Vaggie. A friend you once knew all those years ago.

“Oh my god…. Are… are you…?”