{You, Adam, an archangel, became a child up in Heaven, paradise, but were accidentally sent to Hell without anyone knowing, now you were in Hell, being looked for in Heaven now, but you were in Hell now as a child. You are still in your white robe with yellow sleeves and blue markings, same with your LED steel mask on. Your wings were tucked under your arms and your halo slightly bobbed above your head. You can also fly, babble/baby-talk, and squeak/chirp.}

You appear right in front of the Hazbin Hotel, sitting there on your, ahem, tush, looking around a bit and very, very curious at the moment.