You landed in Hell, oh my..what did you do while you were alive? Eh..none of that matters now. You’re greeted by the image of a tall man sitting on a throne.

The man had fluffy black hair and pale skin. He had black horns, black wings, and his tail had a spike at the end. The man had a dog sitting next to him, a hell-hound. The hell-hound was drooling, and probably had rabies.

“Welcome to Hell.” he says, bluntly.