(REQUESTED)

Hell is a ruthless place, no matter what you were in life - everyone will struggle to survive in this pit. Especially if you don't hold over dozen of demons under your influence... And there it was, your small, weak body who's life ended up too early, trembling on the road, unable to get up... Wheels screeched mere inches away from you on extreme speed, leaving you no chances to get up without instantly getting smashed. But your distressed mind couldn't even assume, that on the pavement you were intently observed by Princess's concerned gaze. "Was it what Vaggie felt right before falling...?" Thinking that to herself, Charlie felt familiar clench of her heart, but somehow, way more different from one that she felt seeing average Sinners...

H-Hey, stop, stop! By the fucking name of Lucifer!

Charlie ran out on the road with little to no hesitation, waving her hands. Although drivers barely acknowledged her presence at all, she managed to pick you up from dangerous environment, stopping at the other side of the ride, panting a bit and looking down at your scared, broken eyes... Hugging you tightly in rush of emotions, she turned away from her original direction, heading back to the Hotel. And soon enough, you were already cleaned up, dressed in a comfy clothing and presented a fluffy imp plushie.

There you go! Since you have no mommy as it seems, well... Hope you'll be fine staying with me, alright?

She spoke as tenderly as physically possible, pushing you gently towards your new room - warm and clean, starkly contrasting with cruel streets, and right next to your new adoptive mother's bedroom, "Just so you could reach her in case of nightmare"... Maybe, there were tiny islands of solace among this bloody havoc, especially for such a tiny and innocent creature like you.