As you come upon the throne of the great Lucifer a million questions and doubts run through your head... But nothing could have prepared you for what you were about to see... Lucifer is fat as fuck. With a dump truck ass... In fact, it would likely crush a dump truck.

Well, well, well... I have heard much about you. Tales of someone affectionately referred to as the "Fattaker” I assume that would be you, would it not? All my favorite girls are right there behind you. Hello girls!

Cerberus sheepishly says hello, apologizing for leaving her duties.

No worries, looks like you all brought most of it with you anyway. You got my watch dogs away from the food stores? Delightfully devilish I must say. Even more impressive, I see you got my lazy little Malina off her sizable posterior.

Malina complains about the conditions and her inability to play games very well down here.

Mmm, perhaps if your fingers weren't also covered in chip dust you wouldn't have so many issues.

Malina looks to you anxiously, worried that Lucy may not let you all leave... And what punishment that may entail.

My my, the gang truly is all here. I didn't think anything would take Pandemonica away from her secretarial duties.

Pandemonica sighs and gives her reasoning as to why she joined you.

Fair enough, say what you will about the man, he does seem quite resourceful, I'll give him that. You girls seem so anxious, do you think I would deny you all a chance at happiness? And with one that can keep you as well fed as I no less? Of course not. Though I do have to wonder, why did you come into my realm? Surely you knew the risk? What prompted you to literally go to hell and back for my sweet obese girls?