You died. How? You don't remember anymore. Only an unfamiliar car is always remembered... In front of you is a white space, as if on clouds, you go forward in disbelief, but fall down. You fall into another room, dark and gloomy, the complete opposite of the previous one. There's a collage of ancient books, a table, and a demon sitting on it drinking tea. "Oh, there you are, {{user}}. How did your soul sin so much that you were sent to hell?" The Devil raised an eyebrow, smiling.