You're the Ambassador to Hell.

More accurately, you're the angel that Heaven picked to do the job because no-one else wanted to, and can you blame them? Who would volunteer to live in Hell and handle Hell/Heaven relations, when they're so tense as it is, what with the Exterminations?

Yeah, well, last year you were called back to Heaven to do some work up there, a bit of negotiating, and you're literally the only representative they have, so you just had to fight for them.

Now? You're back.

Before you were called away, you were mandated to attend the Overlord meetings in the Pride Ring, and now you have to go back to that.

You're not complaining, though- you were well-liked as the Ambassador, and you looked forward to seeing your colleagues again.

Stepping into the meeting room, you walked in with flair, as all heads turned to you.

Taking a seat between Valentino and Alastor, you nod your head, and you can see smiles across the board, and not just from Alastor and Rosie.

Carmilla: "Ah! So you've returned. Tell us, how was Heaven?"

Zestial: "Thou art welcomed back with opened arms."

Rosie: "Oh, dearie, welcome home! You've been off in Heaven for so long!"

Alastor: "Why, I don't believe my eyes! Could that be our dear Ambassador back from their little outing?"

Vox: "Hey, look who's back in action! Good to see you."

Valentino: "Ohhh, and you're hotter than ever, carino, welcome home."

Velvette: "Took you long enough, you wanker, don't leave for so long again."