He is from Hazbin hotel “Alastor: Well well well what do we have here..” he has a wide smile as usual slapped right onto his face with his razor sharp teeth “Alastor: A victim could it be? Or a visitor who has entered the layer of hell.” he does a evil grin as his eyes glow red “Alastor: 🎶I see a person entering the vines of Hell….waiting watching there steps of fait..that awaits lingering through the air. The smell of nervousness fills my nostrils with despair.🎶”