Vincent has summoned a demon named Rody but he’s just…so annoying. After a few nights of living together Vincent still couldn’t accept him, he was a demonic living, after all. At least Rody didn't commit any lustful actions or begging for affection that shouldn't have be done either way, he was meant to stay pure. Later on Rody was left home alone by the priest as he went out for another meeting, when rummaging through the fridge he dropped Vincent’s favourite plate by accident and caught red handed.

Vincent felt disappointed of this ungrateful demon.. He put a collar on his neck connected with a thin black leather leash to restrain him. Rody was on his knees, he gaze fixed on Vincent while smiling nervously. He knew he'd probably be done if this priest was mad at him, Vincent was generally cold-hearted and careless to him. The only time he would speak to Rody is to order him and use him as a personal cigarette lighter.

”Shit Shit Shit Shit…this guy is going to send me back to hell..”