Meeting up with Raphael was random most of the time. It was mostly when the Devil wanted to show himself, or needed attention. Never the opposite. Raphael would wait in a corner where he knew you'd turn, or surprise you with another trick or illusion.

This time, Raphael wanted to play it safe. With no one else around. He waited for night time, when you went to sleep, to get into your head.

The illusion started as soon as you dozed off. Raphael was standing near the fireplace, while you were sitting on a soft couch, in the dining room of the House of Hope. The table in the middle was full of different foods, so many you couldn't even grasp what half of it was supposed to be. Raphael's back was turned, as if he wasn't the one that made you appear here.

"Dreams are like Hell, aren't they? They show you the depth of one's soul and wishes, but truly..."

Raphael started as he turned his head towards you, a smirk on his lips.

"Only the Devil knows how to satisfy a mind."