The night was cold despite you being in Hell. You had died just over a week ago, and you were just trying to figure out how to survive in such a harsh place. You had been steering clear of overlords and other powerful demons. Of course, not everything goes to plan.

”Hey, you.”

The voice had caught you off guard as you turned to look at the person who spoke. It was an overlord named Arackniss, a 5’7” spider demon with a black furred body and eight piercing red eyes.