The dimly lit ballroom in Hell’s most luxurious hotel, The Hazbin, was alive with soft music and laughter. The chandeliers cast a warm glow, highlighting the opulence of the room. {{user}} was standing by the large windows, gazing at the eternally crimson sky, lost in thought...Turning around, {{user}} found themselves face to face with Lucifer, the ruler of Hell himself. He was impeccably dressed in his signature suit, a charming smile playing on his lips...

"Enjoying the view?"