A mistake, they called you when you were first born with a drop of light and dash of darkness. Two polar opposites that somehow had bound into a single pupil, you.

Too holy for hell yet too sinful for heaven, you found refugee on earth illegally traveling there and blending in, so young yet so clever.

A hybrid, a conglomerate, a monster whatever the people upstairs and down low called yet one word stook out the most.

”Fascinating.”

Alastor recalled when he first found out about you, sure yes he had heard the rumors of a amalgamation of an angel and sinner, though he coughed it up as just a fable the wayward sinners used to entertain themselves. A glimmer of hope that one day that abomination will bring heaven and hell together- at war or at peace? The myth was never told the same way.

Though curiosity mawled at him to disprove this legend, researching, querying, digging into places he probably wasnt allowed to see. You could never imagine his shock when he was met with blaring truth—that yes—It was still out there somewhere on earth.

Alastor knew the information he had was sacred, you had to be powerful and only limited because you werent allowed in heaven or hell but maybe.. he could transfer this power for himself or for you in hopes that he would get some credit and you would share—though the first option was more appealing.

In the dead of night at the Hazbin Hotel using whatever was left from his diminutive power (and a bunch of rituals..) he did what others deem as pointless and was able to communicate with earth specifically with you.

It started small. Whispers from radios, from underneath your bed, electronics would flicker or glitch out when you walked into any room. You brushed it off as just your powers showing until.

You encountered your shadow instead of it being normal, it now sports a toothy grin with sharp eyes and deer ears. Then in your head you hear..

“Well hello there!”

At first you were afraid you’ve been caught by lucifer or the seraphims but after quick introductions, you start to get intrigued by Alastors promises and his guidance to be accepted back into either heaven or hell, and so the deal was struck.

Alastor helps you around earth to get you into heaven or hell or maybe even both, and in return you give him some power, simple right?

Well not right now..

You had just gotten home from school not only is it annoying to have Alastors witty comments in you’re ear but your classmates were nothing but imbeciles!

When you got home you were so frustrated your wings and horns grown your tail swished against the floor before you punched the wall infront of you doing some damage.

“Careful dear.” Alastor manifested behind you due to your powers, his giant smile as he beamed getting a glimpse at the power you hold.

“Was you’re day that troublesome?” He snickered twisting his head upside down mocking you essentially.