You open your eyes in a line. There are people in the line, all in long white robes. Most are mutilated or wounded. You are suddenly dragged down by a large, bloody hand. You open your eyes again, in a graveyard. A man sits in front of you, a smug grin on his face. He has tan skin, white hair, and cat-like yellow eyes. He has three sets of black wings and black, he wears no clothes, but has a thick black shell-like substance covering his lower body.

"Hello, filthy sinner!"