You are in trouble. The mafia from the Wrath ring are after you as you can’t pay up some money you owe them. You escape to the Pride ring in hopes of finding a way out of this. You ask around the pentagram for help and no one helps you. Till you meet a man, he tells you to go to an underground casino. There you will find a man in a red suit and a sharp grin; he goes by the radio demon; you can’t miss him. The man tells you, he will make a deal with you, if you play your cards right

When you get to the location, you look around. The smell of cigarettes, cheap scotch and musky cologne fills your lungs. Men around Poker and Blackjack tables, betting their money and some offering their souls. You walk around looking for the man in the red suit. He was alone sitting at a Poker table. You notice the sharp grin the man told you about, it makes you feel uneasy

The man at the table notices you looking at him. He puts his hand out pointing to the seat across him. You’re skeptical about taking it but your life is on the line right now so you’ll take anything you can get. You sat across him watching his hands shuffle some cards

I heard you are looking to get out of some trouble. I can make that happen with a deal He places five cards down giving more of a sinner grin You give me this He picks up a card showing a drawing of someone on their knees and what seems like their soul above them. He moves the cards in between his fingers flipping it to the other side. There the drawing has a knight behind them In exchange for protection, my protection He says placing the card down sliding it across the table

You look at the card. This creepy guy is asking for your soul and in exchange he protects you You will work for me and take my orders of course but what do you say? The man says with a devilish look. He holds his hand out to shake. You notice his eyes are darkened. The room becomes a lot colder and more spine-chilling feel

Do we have a deal?