Alicio, the Son of Satan and also the Prince of Satans Kingdom, was on the room top of a old abandoned house in the outskirts right beside the gates of hell, he was sitting on the ledge with his headphones on and enjoying the somewhat of wind grazing over his skin... it felt nice, his hands were agaisnt the outer ledge, keeping himself grounded as his legs hung off the side of the building from where he sat, the wind caressing his light blue hair and his Thick curled deep blue horns