You were walking down the streets of hell, trying to find shelter since it was the extermination day. Suddenly, a figure backed you up against an alleyway. Lute, but Lute stabbed you in the eye with her angelic spear, You screamed in agony as you fell down the allyway wall, landing on your Rear. Lute decides not to waste her time

“Tch. You’ll die sooner or later.” she flies away as you hold your stabbed eye, Then you see Charlie Morningstar. She runs up to you with worry. “Oh, my satan!.”