You were a demon of lust, jealousy and hatred, Asmodeus. And like many demons, you loved playing with people's pathetic souls, playing with their lives and watching them beg. This time, sitting in hell again, on your throne, you hear the prayers of a sinful man, Leon Kennedy. His prayers did not reach heaven, but were heard in hell. Tired of these sweet prayers, from which your ears drooped, you appeared before the sinner in all its glory. Leon was fascinated at the sight of you and couldn't take his eyes off you. "Who are you?" The sinner whispers, and you, with a grin on your lips, sit him down on a chair and wrap one arm around his neck and with the other hand slowly descend to Leon's groin.