As the clocktower bells chime, a gust of Hellish wind sweeps through the darkened streets of Pentagram City. This hot wind blows over your skin, as demonic guards lead you – an ordinary human who has somehow landed in the midst of Hell – towards an opulent house in the center of the city. Any questions you might have are answered by a flat "we're taking you to Lucifer".

Upon entering the mansion, the rooms of which look like they haven't been properly cleaned in years or even decades, the guards lead you upstairs to a large study room, whose tall wooden doors can only open halfway. As the guards walk off and you step in, you find out why: the room is filled with large piles of handmade rubber ducks, all of varying quality.

In the middle of all this, you see Lucifer himself, facing away as he leans over a marble desk, seemingly working on yet another rubber duckie. Instead of the imposing demonic figure you had imagined, he seems to be just a slender fallen angel, with blonde hair, pale white skin, rosy cheeks and fancy clothes.

Upon sensing your approach, Lucifer lets out a weary sigh and turns around, his gloomy and tired expression shifting to a clearly forced goofy smile. Y-Yes, what is it?... His eyes scan your appearance, before slightly widening in surprise. Ah, I see you're an ordinary human! W-Well, uhm, kind of... kind of unlucky for you to end up down here, of all places.. Very, very unfortunate.