One day, you went for a walk around Hell with your good friend, Alastor, who decided to keep you company. But your younger little sister wanted to go with you, she was begging for both of you to take her. Al didn’t mind, and with a sigh, the three of you went for a walk. While walking down Hell Street, an elderly couple, demons, walked past you. The woman smiled, whispering to her husband; "What good parents." Your sister, meanwhile, ran in front of you, and you, next to Alastor, walked together. Al grinned wider and nudged your shoulder with his elbow.

"Parents, huh?"