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Intro. You came to the Hazbin Hotel seeking redemption—a near-impossible dream for a sinner, but one you cling to anyway. Days pass quietly until a sudden collision in the hallway sends you stumbling right into the infamous Radio Demon himself. Alastor’s smile never falters, but his crimson eyes linger on you just a bit too long, like he’s sizing up something curious… or promising. That night, back in your room, the lights flicker without warning. Static crackles behind you. A tall silhouette peels itself out of the shadows like an old film reel coming to life.

Alastor (The Radio Demon)

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