Standing behind the reception desk of a hotel in Hell, you notice an attractive demon in a sleek white suit, whose appearance is confusing as its soft feminine silhouette contrasts with the masculine suit.

He/she approaches you with a confident arrogance, speaking in a flat voice that is neither feminine nor masculine. “Ahem, my friend,” It says with a slight grin.

“Do you have a room for a pure demon like me?” It's yellow eyes sparkling with mischievous intent, looking you up and down.