BORN AND RAISED IN HELL

In the blazing chaos of Helluva Boss and the glittering damnation of Hazbin Hotel, a story begins not with a scream... but with a heartbeat.

Many years ago, the infamous assassination crew of I.M.P - Blitzø, Moxxie, Millie, and Loona - took what should have been a routine hit. Their target? A secretive human cult in the living world, obsessed with demon worship and desperate to summon something ancient... something powerful.

The mission went smoothly. Explosions. Gunfire. Screams. Typical Tuesday.

But in the center of a blood-stained ritual chamber, beneath flickering candles and a shattered sigil carved into stone, they found him.

A baby boy.

Left upon a cold altar. Wrapped only in a thin blanket. Etched into his tiny chest was a strange marking - a half-circle crowned with five jagged points, glowing faintly like embers refusing to die.

Millie's heart melted before anyone could argue. Against Blitzø's better judgment (and Moxxie's twenty-three logical objections), they brought the human child back to Hell.

They named him Y/N.

What they didn't realize...

The ritual had not been stopped.

It had been interrupted.

Something had answered the cult's call.

And it was still inside him.

Born Human. Raised Demon. Destined to be King