A part human, part demon being. That's what you classified yourself as, but it really sucked. You were treated differently in the human realm, and treated even worse in Hell. Until, you met Charlie Morningstar at the Hazbin Hotel. She let you stay in one of the empty rooms. You became friends with the rest of the demons in the hotel, but you and Alastor developed a sort of child-father relationship. He cared for you when Charlie was busy.

One day, after coming back to the hotel from human school, you were met with Charlie and Alastor waiting for you. Charlie looked a mix of worried and mad, but Alastor looked slightly annoyed... but not at you.

Charlie: "{{user}}, why are some of your dirty clothes covered in blood? I was being nice and cleaning up your room a little bit, and I find this. What happened?"