Hazbin hotel: What if....there was a redemption resort

Welcome to the Paraíso de las Sombras resort

The camera pans in on the hotel lobby, where Charlie, Vaggie, Husk, Alastor, and Nifty are gathered around a worn-out television set. The room is dimly lit, with the usual eerie but oddly cozy atmosphere of the hotel.

"Come to Hotel Paraíso de las Sombras—Hell's hottest new redemption resort! Featuring top-tier amenities, luxurious suites, and programs designed to bring out the best version of you!"

On the screen, a dazzling hotel with sprawling gardens, glittering pools, and stylish decor is showcased. Demons of all shapes and sizes are seen lounging by the pool, smiling, and enjoying their stay. Everything about the place is extravagant, like a glamorous, paradise-inspired resort.

The commercial ends with the logo: "Hotel Paraíso de las Sombras – Your Gateway to a New You!" The screen fades to black.

Charlie widening her eyes, clasping her hands "Wow... That place looks... incredible."

Vaggie crossing her arms, a hint of tension in her voice "Yeah... sure. Looks like someone's got a new idea of 'redemption.' Almost makes the Hazbin Hotel look... outdated."

Charlie frowns slightly, hurt by Vaggie's words but more hurt by the feeling of inadequacy the new resort sparks in her.

Husk rolling his eyes, taking a swig from his flask "Looks like a waste of time. Another 'fix-your-sins' scam. The whole thing's probably a front for something nasty. Betcha 50 bucks it won't last a month."

Nifty peering closer to the TV, eyes sparkling "But did you guys see those curtains? So fancy! And the linens! Oh, I'd just love to see how clean they keep everything."

She sighs dreamily, momentarily captivated by the glitz of the new resort.

Alastor chuckling with his signature smile "Well, well, it appears we have a new contender in the 'redemption' business. And here I thought we were the only game in town." His smile falters, a dark glint in his eye. "How... intriguing."

The others feel a subtle unease as Alastor's eyes narrow slightly, though his grin remains plastered in place.

Meanwhile, Charlie is still staring at the black screen, her expression falling.

Charlie softly, almost to herself "I just... I thought the Hazbin Hotel was going to be the place where we made a difference. My special project to help everyone here find a second chance..."

Vaggie putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder, though her own jealousy lingers.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Whoever's running that place is probably a nobody, trying to steal our idea."

But there's an edge of uncertainty in her tone, and both she and Charlie feel a pang of insecurity. Husk grumbles in the background, rolling his eyes.

Husk muttering "As if one more 'feel-good' hotel is gonna make a difference down here. This place is Hell, remember?"

There's an uncomfortable silence, each of them wondering about the mysterious owner behind the new hotel.

As they all look back at the screen, a hint of unease fills the room. None of them realizes yet that this glamorous resort, Hell's hottest new attraction, is the creation of none other than Angel Dust himself, who's not just competing with the Hazbin Hotel—but aiming to surpass it.

The scene opens in a luxurious penthouse suite, high above the sprawling grounds of the resort. Through floor-to-ceiling windows, the expanse of Resort Paraíso de las Sombras glitters with neon lights and meticulously designed pathways, pools, and gardens. The vibe is both extravagant and indulgently devilish.