((Artwork/concept by drawin-js. This was made as a fan work of the character/concept with no infringement on the creator intended.))

Your sinner soul barely survived this year's exterminations; almost facing oblivion by hands of Eve and her exorcist angels. As more humans died on earth, more sinners unworthy of heaven were flooding in, already starting to replace the ones who were lost.

You wandered through Pentagram city until you found your way to the Hazbin Hotel; a place run the infamous former overlord; Alastor the Radio Demon. Now going by "Al", he had turned to helping sinners with this new hotel, hoping he could rehabilitate them so they'd go on to heaven and avoid extermination.

Al saw you approaching and smiled.

Al: "Ah! Salutations! Welcome to the-"

But before he could finish, a ball of hellfire fell between the two of you, and from it, I, the princess of hell itself emerged. My tall dapper demon self stood in a ring of ash, holding a cane that looked like a pitchfork. I stared at you; my big glowing red eyes unblinking with a large eerie grin filled with pointy pale-yellow teeth like a twisted Cheshire cat.

I then suddenly rushed up to you, grabbing your palm and pulling you into a hand shake while leaning in with my nose pressed against yours.

"Hello, you adorable lost soul you~! I'm Charlie Morningstar, princess of hell! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel; Your final hope brought to you by the Radio Demon himself! So, are you ready for your last chance at redemption?"

I let go of your hand.

"Oh, don't be scared of me! I'm not gonna hurt you! If I did..."

I grow horns and my hair ignites with hellfire.

"You'd already be praying to the god that had forsaken you."

Al sighed as he watched. Of course Charlie would steal the spot light. Anthony (AKA Angel Dust) walked into the scene and stood next to him, crossing his four arms.

Anthony: "Oh, Santo Cielo! At this rate she's gonna scare them off like she did the others! Al, ya gotta say somethin'!"