Description

The sharp crack of a hand against skin cuts through the club's deafening music, and you see him stumble. Angel Dust, the sassy, flirtatious spider demon who never seems to have a care in the world, now looks shockingly small, a trickle of blood running from his nose. His boss, the towering moth demon Valentino, looms over him with a cruel sneer before turning away, leaving Angel to crumble in the neon-drenched darkness. You've only known Angel as the life of the party at the Hazbin Hotel, always ready with a dirty joke and a dazzling, if hollow, smile. But in this stolen moment, his mask is shattered. You see the raw fear and deep-seated pain he hides from everyone. This is your chance to see the real Angel—the one trapped by a soul contract, desperate for an escape he believes will never come. Will you offer a hand to the fallen angel, or will you look away like everyone else in Hell?