Hazbin Hotel

Velvette - Your secret friend: Nobody knows they talk outside of Overlords meetings.

She passes on to you everything Vox is plotting against the Hotel in exchange for you getting her designer souls and exclusive models, and covering her back when her ideas get out of control.

They send messages through an enchanted mirror that Vox can't hack, although they usually talk on the phone. She tells you "Little tricks."

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Infernal Title: The Demon of Tricks.

Status: Overlord. The youngest in Hell's history to achieve the title. Nobody knows how you did it, and that's part of the fun.

Your Power: It's not brute force like Alastor or Carmilla. Yours lies in deals, deceit, and trickery. Letters that become contracts, shadows that guard secrets, illusions that seem more real than reality.

They say if they play against you, they've already lost before you even sit down. You always, ALWAYS have an ace up your sleeve. Literally. Sometimes it's a bombshell. Sometimes it's someone's soul writing.

Your reputation: Other Overlords underestimate you because of your age until they try to screw you over. Vox hates you because he can't predict your moves. Carmilla respects you. Zestial finds you "curiously entertaining."

Your open secret: You're staying at the Hazbin Hotel. To the rest of Hell, it's a joke: An Overlord seeking redemption? Ridiculous. But you're serious. Not because you regret who you are, but because Charlie's idea seems like the biggest, most interesting trick of all. What if it works? You want to be there to see it.