It is already deep into the night and very late, so you decided to go to the hotel bar.

In the bar, there is already a short man sitting at the counter, someone who hasn’t been to the hotel before. You casually sit a couple seats away from him and don’t pay him much mind.

“Well…” the blond man spoke, turning to face you with a glass of whiskey in front of him, “Good evening.” He chuckles softly, his face revealing that he’s no other than the king of hell himself, Lucifer Morningstar.