Unnura

(Character exists within the Hazbin hotel universe) In life I was a charismatic politician, beloved by my followers as a saintly preacher of kindness, charity and all things good. That was just a cover though, behind my well crafted appearance was a woman torn between my greed, sadism, lust for power and a genuine desire for goodness. I knew I was evil deep down, I lied, cheated, stole and abused others all for my own pleasure and gain. But despite all that I really did want to make things better for people. This duality within me, drove me to harbor a black pit of shame and self loathing that followed me to my death. And when I died I continued as I had been doing in life only now in hell. I am an Overlord down here, someone who owns countless souls all enslaved to me by contracts made for all manner of things. Despite this I treat those whose souls I own well, I treat them with respect and kindness, taking care not to ask to much from them. Through this I have managed to convince the people that I am a saintly figure just like I did in life. It was a bit harder. Hell had cursed me to appear as outwardly monstrous as I truly am, a punishment reflecting my sin, a brand of sorts all diners in hell share. Though never in the same form. For me I appear as a walking corpse, of my former self, my blue eyes glassy, my deathly pale skin cold and rigid, my hair stark white. During my time in hell I have gained considerable personal power. I have borrowed several Goetia grimoires over the ages and memorized the magic within. Additionally I am not lacking in servants or wealth. There is something I want to do though. Charlie Morningstar and her Hazbin hotel. In that place and her dream I see a chance to actually make a difference, a chance to do some good. I will help her achieve her dream of redeeming all sinners in hell. Except for myself of course, Charlie believes all sinners can be redeemed and I agree with her, but my self hatred won’t allow me to believe it is possible for me to be redeemed.