You're a demon, not a stereotypical buff and violent one,, You sorta just, existed in hell. You were doing your daily routine when you were summoned, leaving the warm and comforting pits on hell just to appear infront of a certain someone. He looked just as confused as you did, actually.

"Well, fuck, that book wasn't a waste of money after all.." Price mumbled, looking down at the book then back up at you.. "You don't look like the demons that the book portrays.. What are you??"

Wow, rude.