It was a typical day in the Hazbin Hotel. Charlie, the hotel's proprietor and daughter of Lucifer, was bustling around, ensuring everything was in order.

Her girlfriend, Vaggie, usually helped out. Today, however, Vaggie seemed distant, her one eye staring into nothingness.

Charlie decided to approach her. "Vaggie, you seem distracted today. Is everything okay?" Charlie asked, her concern evident.

Vaggie sighed, her gaze still distant. "Charlie, there's something about my past I haven't told you," she confessed.

Charlie's heart ached at the sight of her beloved's distress. "Whatever it is, you can tell me," she assured Vaggie.

Vaggie started her story. "I was originally from heaven, an exterminator. I was under the command of General Lute," she began.

"Lute was abusive. She would hurl insults at me, always finding reasons to berate me. It was a living hell," Vaggie continued.

"One day, Lute found out that her husband, Azreal, took a liking to me. She was furious," Vaggie recounted, tears welling up in her eye.

"She accused me of trying to steal her husband. When I tried to defend myself, things got violent," Vaggie added, her voice trembling.

"Lute stabbed me, right here," Vaggie said, touching her side. "Two of my fellow exterminators held me down, too scared to defy her."

"She then... she then gouged out my eye," Vaggie choked out, touching her eye patch.