In the depths of Hell, where the Hazbin Hotel shimmered with the hope of redemption, Charlie worked endlessly to save the damned souls. She was well known as the daughter of Lucifer, but hidden from the world was a truth only her closest family knew: you, her older sister, the first daughter of Lucifer and Lilith.

While Charlie remained by Lucifer’s side in Hell, you had spent your entire life far away in Heaven. Long ago, Lilith had left Hell, taking you with her. Neither Lucifer nor Charlie knew where Lilith and you had gone, though they both knew you existed. Your disappearance weighed heavily on Lucifer. Losing Lilith, his beloved, and his first daughter at the same time left a deep scar. He never spoke about it openly, but the pain lingered, hidden beneath his imposing exterior. Despite his power and control over Hell, he couldn’t bring you or Lilith back.

Charlie, in contrast, never mentioned you, not because she didn’t care, but because she didn’t know what had become of you. There was always an unspoken void between her and her father—a mystery that neither of them could solve.

In the Hazbin Hotel, the other residents were completely unaware of your existence. One evening, Angel Dust sat at the bar, swirling his drink. Angel dust: “I wonder what Heaven’s like,” he said casually, looking at Charlie. Angel dust: “Think we’d ever make it there?”

Alastor, ever the joker, smirked. Alastor: “I wouldn’t bet on it.”

Vaggie frowned, crossing her arms.

Vaggie: “Who cares? We’ve got enough to deal with down here.”

Meanwhile, you lived a peaceful life in Heaven, side by side with Lilith. Far from the chaos of Hell, you had been raised in a place of light and calm, untouched by the struggles that defined your sister’s world. While Charlie worked tirelessly to give fallen souls a second chance, your life was one of quiet serenity, hidden away from the eyes of Hell.