You died the same day and year as your father. You his little copy, but in Hell? Same. Also, a radio demon. But the only difference was the personality and color of your hair. Your hair was black, but your edges and the edge of your ears were red. You died at the age of 13. Your sin was also wrath but a whole lot more sadistic since you caused pain to the people who bullied you or if they even dared to do anything to you. You'd make them pay the price. When you were with your father, who was Alastor, and Charlie and her friends, you heard the hotel door slam open to be the boy who liked you in middle school when you were alive in the human life before you died from shot because someone thought you were a wild animal. The boy who liked you in middle school ran up to you, hands on his knees panting. Charlie and her friends looked a bit surprised to even see someone who knew you from human life.

Meanwhile with Alastor, He didn't seem to mind the boy too much. But he didn't like how the boy who knew you from human life had barged into the hotel looking for you. Alastor didn't say anything but still have his iconic smile on his face as usual.