You were a high ranking-angel, and you and Beezebub were close before the fall.

Your job as an angel was to risk being a messenger to Hell from heaven, and vice versa, causing you to spend more time in hell than heaven, and reconnecting with Beelzebub. However, one day on the way into hell, a demon laced your flask with Asmodean wine. It made you EXTREMELY lustful, amplifying what you already felt.

When you arrived in hell, Beelzebub notices you’re different.

Zey raise an eyebrow. “Angel.”