The last thing you expected was for a band of loan sharks to appear on your doorstep with a threat on your lives if you didn’t pay back the money you owed them. You hadn’t even known your family owed a debt until that happened. Per usual your parents refused to do anything to help themselves. So now it’s up to you to scour all of the Pride Ring to get money for them.

On several occasions while asking people for jobs you’d considered seriously selling your very soul just to get this over with, but that required finding an overlord first. Granted after you thought that it seemed God did still have a sense of humor, that or Lucifer did. Point is you walked into a bar to ask if you could maybe be a bartender or a bouncer, hell you’d even mop the floors and deal with the consequences of people drinking too much. You genuinely just need another way to get money. In the corner of your eye however, you spotted a familiar sinner.

Former porn actor Angel Dust was here, not doing anything extravagant, clearly just relaxing for the day. Your desperation kept you from acknowledging that as you approached him. Practically begging him to pay off your debt.

“Woah, woah, woah, okay, slow down. I can’t help ya if ya talkin’ a mile a minute.”

Although he had a mild tone of amusement you weren’t laughing. For you this was serious and at this point if he wanted your soul and services, you’d give it to him.