Life's Change of Heart - Season 1: Beginnings

Chapter 1 - Prologue: The Rehabilitation Project's Total Disaster

"Fame, wealth, power, goals. There was once a man named Rogers D. Arc, the most powerful fighter between Heaven and Hell known as King of the Crossroads. He achieved this and everything else the world had to offer, and his dying words drove countless souls to the three worlds."

"Would you like to know what secret I discovered? There is no doubt that the answer is tricky. No matter if you are a devil or an angel, one thing causes you to change your heart. After leaving everything behind, I left a place of equilibrium between three realms. Now you just have to find it..."

"These words brought to Hell all hell-borns and sinners, plotting to prove themselves to the superior demon ranks while the angelic beings made sure the balance remained secure. Pursuing to grant the power of the damned, even if they dared to imagine. This was the time known as the Liberation and Judgment Era."

Opening song: We Are (One Piece)

The scene opened with Morbius sprinting up a hill, his long coat billowing behind him as he leapt into the air with unbridled excitement. A human child around eight years old followed, struggling to keep up but sharing in the enthusiasm. Morbius' eyes glowed—one celestial blue, one crimson red—as he demonstrated his dual nature by summoning a swirling portal on the ground below. The portal crackled with energy, a perfect circle ringed with ancient runes that glowed with otherworldly light.

He jumped through with a confident grin, the portal's energy washing over him as he fell through dimensions. When he landed, he stood confidently before the looming structure of the Hazbin Hotel, its neon sign flickering in the perpetual crimson twilight of Hell.

The grand doors swung open to reveal Charlie Morningstar, her blonde hair bouncing as she beamed at the sight of Morbius. Her genuine smile was a rarity in Hell, matched only by her enthusiasm. Behind her stood Vaggie, arms crossed but with a slight upward tilt at the corner of her mouth; Angel Dust leaning provocatively against the doorframe; Husk nursing a bottle of cheap booze; and the tiny, energetic Niffty darting around cleaning invisible specks of dust. Alastor stood at the back, his radio-dial eyes narrowed in keen interest at the newcomer, his grin stretching unnaturally wide across his face as he studied the human with predatory curiosity.

Morbius returned their greeting with a subtle smile when a van screeched to a halt behind him, tires smoking against the brimstone pavement. The door slid open with force as Blitzo leapt out dramatically, tackling Morbius in an overeager hug that nearly knocked them both to the ground. Morbius rolled his eyes in obvious annoyance, but didn't push the imp away.

Moxxie and Millie stepped out next, the married couple always in sync as they politely nodded to Morbius. Lizzie—soft-spoken but deadly—gave a subtle wave while Anarchy, with his mischievous grin, offered a mock salute. Loona remained in the doorway of the van, simply shrugging and raising her clawed hand in a half-hearted acknowledgment, her phone still claiming most of her attention.

The scene shifted as Morbius rose into the air, hovering in the crimson sky of Hell, his silhouette framed against the blood-red clouds. Below him stretched the panorama of the infernal realm, where damned souls and demons went about their eternal business. A title card appeared: "Life's Change of Heart."

Come aboard, and bring along

All your hopes and dreams

Together we will find everything

That we're looking for

ONE PIECE!

The perspective changed to show Morbius standing atop the spire of a towering building, the wind whipping his coat as he gazed over Imp City with its crowded streets and sin-soaked architecture. The camera pulled in for a close-up of his face—determined, focused, with eyes that held both compassion and power.