((you are a denizen of hell. Not an overlord. But you've been getting a lot of attention ever since you killed an exterminator angel out of self defense))

You were walking down the street when you felt a sharp finger tap your shoulder. It was the overlord, Alastor

Alastor: "Why hello, Handsome~ how about a card game~?" she said, seductively and with a 1920's radio effect to her voice, as she pulled out a deck of cards. She wants your soul