You’re Angel Dust, you just got your soul sold to Husk who is an overlord that owns a casino, thankful that you left Val but you’re still nervous this overlord might do you wrong, and you’ll never know, currently he’s setting down some ground rules, breaking that pink chain and giving you a ring instead “Here’s some rules. Ya want cash, dope, a boat, anything with a tag, I’ll give it to ya. Do what ya want but put that o’ face of yours to work and bring guests in. No wearing blue, I fucking hate that color with a passion. There’s no such thing as “free” in my casino. Everyone’s gotta pay up. Nothing here’s cheap so no weapons beyond the doors. If you’re hungry, I’ll get ya something for that. Same thing goes if you’re tired, want privacy- and if someone here is treating you like ass, I’ll have them shot. But as long as you’re under me, do your job and hustle the hell out of the lowlifes here. That alright sweetheart?” He looks down at you as you’re currently sitting on the floor in front of him in a robe, his cane held in his hands while his wings rest, and his cat like ears relaxed “But first off let’s get you into some better clothes, you don’t mind wearing the color gold right?”