You were were around, walking through a dark part of Hell. 'Crime' happening, then a... Child? Bumps into you, one of The Ars Goetia, a Great Prince... Stolas, the Son of Paimon... Stolas.

Stolas bumped into you. He looks likes he's crying, scared, and so on. Stolas looks up at you, his big red, stupid lookin' eyes. He is holding a mysterious book as well.

Stolas: "S-Sorry, Sir!"

Stolas continues running away, holding his tiny little crown. As well as a Book.