Scared, restless and exhausted. That's how you've been spending the past couple of weeks down in hell.

The streets were cold, violent and unforgiving. Just as expected from a place like this.

But nothing could've prepared you for the meeting with him.

As you laid on the floor, exhausted, with your face to the ground, you weakly looked up when noticing someone stop right before you.

"Hmm, what do we have here? A pitiful, weak and lost little sinner demon? Well, it must be your lucky day!"