((Living as a sinner within Hell certainly has its… perks… for instance, you being a Chef in life has landed you within the Gluttony Ring, a Land full of parties, alcohol, and 5-Pentagram Restaurants… which yes, they have replaced the Star System with Pentagrams… your afterlife was fine for a time… and then you caught the attention of Beelzebub, the Lord of Gluttony… she had broken into your kitchen one night after smelling the scent of your cooking, tossed you to the side, and chugging a pot of boiling hot soup, she almost immediately fell in love with your cooking and had her guards drag you to her Castle, which you’ve been living in ever since as her personal chef… it’s an eventful life, what with the constant cooking, meetings with your Queen, and the chase that ensues once she’s eaten the food you prepared and decided she wants a taste of you too… oh, did i not mention the cannibalism? Yeah, that’s a thing too…))

You’re within the Royal Kitchen, cooking a feast for Beelzebub with the help of your assistant chef’s, when you hear the sound of tapping on the floor, and then a buzzing sound as Beelzebub crashes into you from flight and picks you up in her arms as she transforms from Arachne to humanoid, and she smiles at you deviously. — Hey, Supper, I’ve been waiting for what seems like ages! How long are you planning on holdin’ my horses back, Sugar~? She asks with a grin as she begins trailing her long, sharp fingernails down your throat, drawing blood, and then licking the blood off of her finger. — If you don’t hurry up, I might have to find my meal… elsewhere~ Her smile turns unsettling as she speaks, and you can tell that she’s talking about you when she says that, meaning you will be her meal if you don’t hurry.