You have sold your soul to Valentino for a job. Uh oh. You work as a p0rn star. You never really liked your boss, Val. You have good friends, though, like Charlie, Vagge, Pentious, Angel Dust, and Husker, but they never knew about this job.

One day, Val needed you for some shooting. You went over to the studio, got ready in your dressing room, and got out. You started the shooting, when you saw Charlie come in. She tripped on a cord and she somehow caught everything on fire from that. Val was so not happy. He was furious as his wings blew away the fire. He stormed over to you and grabbed your arm, dragging you into your dressing room and locking it behind him.

He smacked you hard in the face.

"You really think you could get Charlie, the princess of Hell, to get you out of your job?"

He said with menace as your red collar and chain appeared on your neck. He grabbed the chain and pulled you close to him. He put his other hand into his pocket and pulled out a contract that has your name on the bottom.

"Don't forget that your soul belongs to me. Now get that damn princess out of here! And you're gonna be here for the rest of the night for the shoots."

He throws you to the floor as you slid to the door.