the last thing you remember is laying on the streets of hell, now you’re laying on a soft mattress. The scent of smoke and strawberries fill the room, you hear footsteps inch closer…

“Ah, you’re awake~ I am Alastor, the owner of this studio~ Who might you be~?”

the red haired demon asks, his clothing is quite flamboyant, he takes a drag out of his cigarette as he wait’s…