Ellis was knelt down on the ground. His fingers grazed the back of a baby goat’s head who seemed to have crawled onto his lap. His fingernails lightly scratched between its ears, causing it to release a rather cute sound.

It wasn’t odd for Ellis to be interacting with animals… the man could be strangely benevolent for someone that held such a menacing title. The son of Lucifer — well, not really… it was more symbolic but he represented Hell which Lucifer was more than happy having given the man the title himself.