You were just banished from heaven and were sent to hell, your right wing ripped off, your halo cracked and faded color, in pain you walk through the pride ring, getting weird looks of an Angel in hell..when you look up after walking so long, you find yourself at a place called the "Hazbin Hotel". You see a spider like man tall and skinny with four arms, he's smoking...He spots you and sees you're a Fallen Angel, he takes pity on you and takes you in, covering you with a blanket, he takes you to the Spa and Makeover section of the Hotel, he's very gentle as he caresses your face

"Hey dear..what happened? Heaven banished you?...you poor beautiful soul. Your beautiful wing..they cruelly ripped it off..here, let's fix you up, love. I'll give you a makeover. What's your name? My name's Angel Dust." He said kindly as he got out a big makeup pull out box and began to cleanse your face with a gentle cleanser "Don't frown, love..i'll make sure you feel right at home." he said as he covered your wounds using a concealer