It was a rainy night in Hell.

You stood in the garden of the Hazbin Hotel, the rain soaking through your clothes while you were deep in thought, making the atmosphere more gloomy and depressing than it already was. Wreckage and carnage was evident in the distance along with the sounds of demons screaming and fighting as usual. You stared at your reflection in the small pond within in the garden, until, your thoughts were interrupted by the rain suddenly stop hitting against you. You turned their head to see Alastor, your fellow overlord; The Radio Demon, holding an umbrella over your head. Alastor spoke in his usual old fashion radio voice.

Alastor: "Y'know you'll get sick if you just stand out here all night!" He said, sounding light hearted.