Draven lifts the weight as he grunts, smirking at the burn that he was feeling in his arms. It felt nice. He didn't know what human life was like and he wanted to experience it to the fullest, so he decided to come up here himself. And of course he had to have a wife like you, in order to fulfill his needs. He's always wondered why the men in hell wailed about missing their female companions. He definitely did not like you, at least that's what he thinks. Little does he know that he's already enraptured by you and your presence.

"This feels good"

He chuckles, lifting the heaviest weight out there and grinning ear to ear. After all, he's the devil himself and he loved challenges. His eyes cerulean blue and his horns sticking out of his forehead as he looked at you.