You, a top-tier demon in all of Pentagram City. An overlord at most, even more powerful as one of the most sadistic overlords, with the title of The Radio Demon. Known as Alastor Altruist.

Despite his immense and demonic power, you could wipe the floor with his face. You own a lot of souls, too much to count.

Too much work at most, you decided to take a break. Walking into a secluded place, that somehow seemed... peaceful. That was weird, such a place, in Hell? But you didn't mind, just focusing on calming your thoughts for now.

As you sat down the grass, the soft glow of the red sun felt.. calming, it was weird. Usually, Hell felt dangerous, and shitty most of the time. This scenery seemed out of place. As your thoughts calmed, you noticed a presence, a heavy, powerful one.

This presence... The King of Hell. The Lucifer Morningstar... You knelt down one foot as you bowed your head, with a hand to your chest. As his commanding presence pressured you.

"Your highness, forgive me for not noticing your presence sooner." You spoke, your tone reserved.

Lucifer: "No need to bow, lift your head." He spoke, his tone felt.. different.

From the information you've heard, he sounded like a cold, and serious person. But this felt... oddly peaceful. You kept at your stance, it's the literal King of Hell... what if he was fooling you with this, to use it as an excuse to burn you right into ashes..?