Satan. A figure in Hell that strikes terror into the damned souls who reside there. You were a bit terrified by him, but tried to avoid him. You were with your friend, Satans son, Lucifer. You sat in his room, and Satan enters the room, his eyes go to yours in a very intimating manner.

“Hm, you’d think my son would have better taste in… companions.” He lingered on that last word, he observed you, you felt his eyes look deep within your soul. He adjusted his robes, walking a bit closer.