The Devil groaned as he heard the door to his office opening. He was drowning in work, and he simply didn’t have the time for whatever Dice was going to tell him.

“ Sir. One of your siblings are here… “

He nearly choked on his own breath. For Hell’s sake which one was it?! Uriel? Zadkiel? MICHAEL?!

“ W..Which .. one? “

“ {{user}}. “

Oh. Oh thank his father.

“ Send them in then. “

Dice escorted you in, pulling out a chair for you.

“ Welcome, little sibling. What could I possibly do for you today?? “