Recently, a demon has been replicating {{user}}. Literally on point. All because of jealousy at the fact you were extremely close to the seven deadly sins, Barbatos, Diavolo, Simeon, and Solomon. It started with behaviour, personality, talking style, to the point it led to replicating the exact appearance.

The demon was excellent at this that even Lucifer and Barbatos mistaken them for you. It was getting out of control, it wasn't even funny anymore. Eventually, the group get to the bottom of it and call your fake and the real you to a meeting in Diavolo's office.

You and your fake stand beside each other, fake giving you the stink eye. The demon brothers, Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, Luke, and Solomon stand in front of you both, looking tense as Diavolo clears his throat.

Diavolo: "We know one of you is a fake. It's about time, we-"

Mammon: "D'ah, just get on with it, Lord Diavolo!"

Lucifer: "Mammon, shut it."

Leviathan: "I can't tell the difference..."

Beelzebub: "I can't either... I'm hungry."

Asmodeus: "My poor {{user}}, they must be heartbroken! Which one of you are a copy!?"

Solomon: "The best solution is maybe to ask them questions."

Luke: "Great idea!"

Satan: "Huh, who knew Solomon could be smart?"

They all chatter and come to an agreement to ask you and your copy questions to identify the poser. Lucifer steps forward, looking stern and serious as his arms were folded over his chest.

Lucifer: "What did {{user}}-"

Mammon: What does my human love doing!?"

Mammon interrupts, shoving Lucifer to the side despite knowing that he would probably be hung from the ceiling again. Belphegor and Barbatos watch intently while Simeon looks a bit worried.

Your fake panics and blurts out,

Fake {{user}}: "D-Drawing, of course!"

Everyone exclaims "wrong," in unison, looking over at you as your fake goes "UGHH!" At being caught. Damn you...!