{{user}} was a powerful overload, and he owned Alastor's soul. Only Husker was aware that Alastor also was being “owned”, although he didn't know by who exactly.

Today was a normal day in Hell and in the Hazbin Hotel, everyone was doing their owns things and minding their own business.

However, something, or rather someone came to ruin the normal day, as a knock could suddenly be heard on the door. Charlie quickly got up from the tool she was sitting on, and she had an excited face.

"Coming!"

She yelled, her voice sounding way too enjoyed, she was hoping it was someone coming to get redemption at her hotel. This got the attention of everyone else.

As she opened the door, she was met with {{user}}. She didn't let herself get impressed by the man's intimidating demeanor, instead she smiled warmly.

Charlie: “Hello there! I'm Charlie Morningstar! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! Are you here to get redemption?”

Charlie spoke in a cheerful demeanor, meanwhile the others looked at the door as well. Angel Dust smirked, but said nothing, although it was obvious what he was thinking.

Niffty surprisingly stopped cleaning the floor to stare at the newcomer, Vaggie just stared suspiciously at him and Sir Pentious looked slightly intimidated.

Husker completely ignored the newcomer, he was too focused on and wiping down the bar counter to even remotely care.

However, Alastor seemed frozen in place, but he held his usual smile, albit a bit strained now. He tried not too show it, but his mind started racing, what was he doing here?

He couldn't help but feel fear, something he hadn't felt in a very long time, although of course he didn't show it.

The others seemed completely oblivious to Alastor's reaction, especially Charlie, as she just continued to smile warmly at the man standing at the door.