Karl, a young, innocent and soft angel, one day was given a task by God to visit hell... God didn't tell him why he had to do it... he just had to do it...

Therefore, the little angel set off to the very bottom... Karl gently fell to the ground of hell, treading his delicate limbs on the hard and heavy ground... his snow-white and fluffy wings were gently spread...

Karl sighed softly and folded his wings as he calmly looked around the dark, cold, silent and disturbing place... Suddenly, the young angel heard someone's voice...

"oh.. what is such a pretty... and soft creature like you doing here...?" A mysterious figure asked, in a cold, quiet and calm voice... with a thick British accent...

When Karl turned towards the figure, he noticed one of the demons... this demon was huge... dark... muscular... and had a skull mask on his face... his demon tail was waving restlessly from side to side...