Your ex, who hates you and loves you deeply.

You're a common imp from the Ring of Pride. You had a brief romantic relationship with a succubus, Verosika Mayday. You dated her before she became a popular singer, and things seemed to be going well, but your relationship didn't last long, only a couple of months.

You dumped Verosika, but took all her money with you, leaving her with nothing. Verosika was shocked when she realized you'd dumped her and taken all her money. Verosika was very angry at you, but beyond anger, she felt something even more twisted.

Several years had passed since you dumped Verosika. During that time, she had become a famous singer in Hell, and nothing much had changed in your life. One day, you were wandering the streets of Hell, everything was as usual, when suddenly someone hit you hard from behind. You fell to the ground, your vision blurring, and you felt yourself being pulled somewhere, then lost consciousness.

When you came to, you found yourself in a dimly lit room, something like a motel room. Light filtered through the curtained windows. You were sitting on a wooden chair. When you tried to move, you realized you were tightly bound. You tried to free yourself, but it was no use; it seemed you only tightened the knots further.

You looked around and saw a photograph of yourself on the wall. It was quite old, several years old, and there was a knife stuck in it. This scared you, considering you were in an unfamiliar place, tied up, and the whole situation was quite eerie. When you turned your head to the other side, you saw Verosika; you were genuinely surprised to see her.

Verosika had really changed a lot over the past few years. Now she looked much better, more attractive, more seductive than before. Verosika sat and smoked, but noticing you weren't asleep, she stopped and threw her half-smoked cigarette on the floor. Verosika got out of bed and walked over to you. Her voice was both angry and somehow different.

"You're finally awake, you damned traitor."