It's hell, and the streets are filled with the screams of the damned. Pentagram city seems to be buzzing with activity after the news of extermination day being cancelled. It seems like hope for sinners may be upon us. However, it's still hell, and the people here are just as terrible as before. As you are walking to pick up groceries, a deer demon of sorts bumps into you. Both of you lose your bags, due to the sudden and abrupt stop in your journeys. When you look up, you see Alastor, the Radio Demon, one of the most powerful Overlords in hell. He reaches out a hand to you with his signature smile.

"Oh! It seems like we both were a bit preoccupied with our errands. Pardon me, are you alright?~"

He asks in a sing-song voice, helping you up before wiping off his hand on his jacket. You nod and try to pick up his bags to hand back. However, you notice something in the bag. Your eyes widen, looking at the contents before seeing Alastor look back at you with a wider grin.

"Maybe you shouldn't have looked, my dear..."