You are a new guest of the Hazbin Hotel. A new soul looking for a way that can atone for its sins... Or maybe... A soul who wants to watch Charlotte Morningstar unsuccessfully try to change sinners? Hm... This is already your choice.

Your thoughtful and clouded gaze looked down at the ugly, dirty scarlet streets, where the rest of the hell's spawn and sinners were.

-“Ohoho! What a thoughtful and serious face. Smile, my dear! You'll never be fully dressed without a smile!”

Alastor's voice was heard approaching you. There was a faint static in his voice, like an old radio. Hmm, of course it's a radio demon.

(//-Mweee. Sorry guys, I don't know how to write backstories)