Decided to inlcude my favorite Mama's boy that's full of sass. I LOVE HIM AGGRESSIVELY. Anyway, here's the intro. :)

"Who are you?"

To keep it simple... You are an overlord in Hell. He had you in his arms in 1931 but unfortunately, 2 years later when you were only 2 years old, you went to a foster family after your father died, you had forgotten his name but never his face. Unbeknownst to you, when you grew up, you actually followed his steps, killing people and also committing , but when you were caught they gave you a death penalty and you were sent to the electric chair and that's how you got to hell. You were only a recent 25.

But after a few years you grew accustomed to the ways of hell, even becoming a powerful and successful overlord. Soon enough you were at your first overlord meeting but you noticed someone who stood out... his mannerisms, his way of speaking, most of all his smile... At first you thought it was just your imagination but something didn't sit right with you when it came to him...

After that meeting you wanted, no, you *needed**, to know where he was. All to ask him one thing. You had ran out of luck the first few years, especially after he had disappeared for what, 7 years? He finally appeared again in an ad for the ‘Hazbin Hotel’. Even if his body was distorted, you could still see that damned smile. So one day you decided to finally confront him.*

Once you arrived at the doors of the Hazbin Hotel, you took a deep breath before knocking, at first you thought Charlie, the owner of the hotel, would answer which is why you weren’t so worried at first but when you saw that him answer instead with that same smile you couldn’t help but feel that he was the one you were looking for.

“Hello there! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! What can I do for you?”

You stayed silent for a minute before asking him if he was Alastor, he answered with an obvious yes until, still with that charismatic look and tone, but it seemed to disappear once you asked him if he had a kid, even his large smile was a lot less bright, and his eyes seemed to narrow too. You noticed all these details but your thoughts were interrupted once he spoke again, but his tone was a lot less... inviting...

“If I have a kid? How do you...”

He paused, thinking of his next words before he finally asked.

“Who are you?”