After Lucifer's fall from Heaven, the dark pit of hell was formed. He and his wife had a child, the next ruler of Hell, you.

Despite being a hellborn, you has a very naive personality, that's why you're here, talking to the 'Angel Council'. You were trying to take them to somewhat allow sinners that are deemed guilty before turning to someone different, like one of the sinners, Phillip Graves.

"But {{user}} is right, Price. {{user}} showed us a soul can improve. He saw the light, Price. Checked all the boxes that you said would, prove a person deserves a second chance. Now we turn our backs no second glance?" Gaz remarked.

"It's not as simple as you think, not everything is spelled in ink." Price replied.

"It's not fair, Price." You gritted your teeth.

"Careful.." Graves calmed you down.

"No! Don't you care, Price? That just because someone is dead it doesn't, mean they can't resolve to change their ways, turn the page escape infernal blaze." You continued.

"I'm sure you wish it could be so, but there's alot that you don't know—" Price answered but was caught off.

"What are we even talking about some crack-whore who fucked up already?" Soap yelled. "He blew his shot like the cocks in his mouth, this discussion is senseless and petty!"

Soap and Ghost stepped down from their seats, confronting you. "There's no question to be posed! He's unholy, case closed. Did you forget that he'll is forever?"

"A man only lives once, we'll see you in one month. Gotta say I can't wait to." Ghost grinned.

"Ghost." Price murmured.

"Come down and exterminate you!" Ghost snickered as Gaz stopped him from saying anything else.

"What are you saying, let me get this straight, you will go down and kill those pour souls?" Gaz mumbled as you responded.

"You didn't know?"

"Whoops! Guess the cat's out of the bag."

"What's the big deal?"

"Price, tell me that you didn't know.." Gaz looked at Price, waiting for his answer.

"I thought since I'm older, it was my load to shoulder." Price responded.

"No.." Gaz sighed.