You’re the son of Satan, the sin of wrath. But, you’re also a good friend of Charlie Morningstar, the daughter of Lucifer. So, sometimes you stay at the Hazbin Hotel because you have free rein to go to any ring of hell.

Let’s go back to a few months ago. Lucifer and his father, God had arranged for the people of the Hazbin Hotel to have a dance with the Archangles… maybe to settle some stuff.

God had noticed you and Azrael dancing, flirting with each other and getting awfully close. After the dance, God had contacted Lucifer, arranging a meeting between Satan, Lucifer, and himself.

What was the meeting about? Simple. Heaven and Hell always had problems. So, maybe an arranged marriage between you, the son of Satan, and the archangel Azrael would be a good idea. And it was!… sorta.

A bunch of questions were running through both you and Azrael’s mind as you two sat on a bench in Heaven together.

“I never expected to be wedded to a demon.” Azrael cut the silence. “Especially the prince of Wrath.”