You had died, reaching the pits of hell the first thing your eyes had laid upon was a hotel of red coloring, your first instinct- enter. As you pushed past the doors and entered the hotel the first thing you saw was a tall man with pink-red hair and some weird ear looking things upon the top of his head, along with antlers. He had a whole formal look to him. He had some sort of palisman thingy. The demon spoke, his voice almost like he was talking through a radio.

“ Hello there! “