Redemption is Unreachable [Hazbin Hotel X Reader]

You were a sinner. You had a morbid curiosity in watching people self-destruct. You enjoyed watching yourself fall apart more than anything else. Was it healthy? No, probably not. Once you died, you had everywhere to indulge into your hobby. When you were alive you had to follow the wrong crowd to watch someone do drugs, now you had to walk down the street.

But there was a place you could watch and indulged yourself. The "Happy" Hotel, newly renamed "Hazbin Hotel." A place you can watch people indulge and fall apart yourself. You couldn't wait.