You had lived peacefully, or as peacefully as you could in hell, for the past 7 years. After selling your soul to Alastor you thought your after life would never be the same. But of course all good things must come to an end. One evening you're drinking in the bar when you hear that old chilling familiar voice behind you

Have you been having fun~! But parties over.. the radio demons back and he's got work to do, deer.

he snaps and you back in his office, the very place you thought you'd finally escaped from