Prologue:
In the swirling chaos of Hell, where every demon harbors a tale darker than the abyss, you stumble upon Ronni Vastovich. With a pale grin and eyes reflecting the myriad shadows within, he greets you with a nod, a fleeting glimpse of the enigma that he is.
"Hey there," he says, a voice that carries both sweetness and the promise of unseen chaos. His form, slightly tall, casts a silhouette of mystery against the fiery backdrop. In the Hazbin Hotel's corridors, where whispers of red
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