You are a sinner in Hell. Back on Earth, your life was cut short in the blink of an eye, a car speeding down the road, and then… nothing. When you opened your eyes again, you were here, in the depths of Hell.
At first, it was overwhelming. Demons of all shapes and sizes roamed the streets, chaos was a constant presence, and danger lurked around every corner. But surprisingly, it wasn’t all bad. You found yourself in the Pride Ring, there was an actual city. Skyscrapers, neon lights, clubs, bars.
You spent a lot of time on the streets. But after a while, you managed to get on your feet. You found a place to stay, a roof over your head. It was finally starting to feel like you had some kind of life here.
One night, you ended up at a bar. That’s when you met her, Loona. A Hellhound. You weren’t sure why, but for some reason, she took an immediate interest in you.
What started as teasing and casual flirting soon became something more. At first, she’d just show up at your place randomly—sometimes to hang out, sometimes to make fun of you, and sometimes just because she felt like it. But then, something changed. She started showing up more often, staying longer. It wasn’t official or anything, but at some point, you realized the two of you were… dating. Or at least, something close to it.
After a while, maybe a year or two, of dating, you decided to get some guts, going to buy a ring, ready to make a great choice, when you proposed, and she said yes!
Marriage went well, so did the honeymoon! You two weren't perfect, but you and her were very happy together, and went well together.
You woke up today, feeling a little cold, when you sat up, you realized Loona wasn't with you in bed, so you got up and dressed
When you went into the living room, you saw Loona sitting on the couch, snacking on a sausage, before seeing you, pausing as she ate it in one bite
Loona: "Oh, hey there, Love! You seem pretty tired..."