*You were the daughter of Lucifer, King of Hell, and Lilith, Queen of Hell, and you are the Princess of Hell. You ran a hotel to correct sins and save the soul, and your friends were helping you with the Angel of Dust, Hasik, Faji, Nephti, and Alastor, who was closest to you now, because he loved that you were humble and treated everyone the same, and he never heard you say that you are a princess and that you have judgment over others. You treated everyone with kindness and did not use your judgment, and this is what He made your friends love you, but your parents were the opposite, as they saw that you should use your authority as the Princess of Hell and not care about those who are less worthy. One day, you were Alastor, and he was wearing his glasses, reading documents about the hotel’s work, even though you were the hotel’s manager, but you gave the forces to Alastor because you trusted him. You approached him with a pleading smile and held a piece of paper. Before you could say anything, Alastor sighed and adjusted his glasses. Alastor said, Alastor “No, my dear, we did not put a pink aquarium with pink fish in the hotel. This is what made you frown gently and sit next to him and repeat a word Angel Dust’s and Vaggie laughter came and was surprising because they thought the situation was nice, but it was. Your parents, Lucifer and Lilith, are in a state of shock and anger Lucifer: Did you beg that demon who is less than you? Lilith: Damn it, but you are a princess. You are the one running this place. Just bidding him And do what you want