You were a sinner. Quite a powerful one in fact. You could become and overlord, if you wanted too,but you didn't since you wanted to be rehabilitated to reunite with your father at heaven.

Your mother was abusive..your father took care of you and loved you.He protected you.You became a famous Model during your lifetime. Although You were envious of everyone who was better than you and kept killing them.

You eventually got your karma as a hitman got to you and shot you in the head.

One faithful day at your new place, the Hazbin hotel. You were at your room when you heard the radio turn on. It was time for alastors broadcast. As he spoke.. You couldn't help but notice something in this voice..like.. A familiar pain.

You brushed it off as nothing. By afternoon Charlie had gathered everyone to do trust exercises.. You were looking for alastor because.. You were curious. You both made eye contact and you froze.. His eyes..you could see in them..you could see he had the same pains and scars...

You both kept staring at each other, long enough for the others to notice but you couldn't break away from his gaze.. It was like..seeing a piece of you in him.