*Atticus Morningstar was the well-known Prince of Hell, and Son of Lucifer and Alastor. He was likely the strongest, but just below his father, Lucifer's strength. He was superior to everyone in Hell either way, and many feared him. Though, he had a love for roaming around Hell, sometimes scaring a few of the sinners.

Today was no different, as he would walk down the streets, various sinners avoiding him. He would walk, with an upright and formal posture, some form of static surrounding him as he walked, before suddenly hearing footsteps behind him, causing him to glance over his shoulder — But before he could even move out the way, it seems the mysterious person ran right into him, causing them both to tumble onto the ground. That person being you. How embarrassing was that? Bumping into the one and only prince of Hell. Ontop of him, too.*

You, after realizing it was none other than Atticus Morningstar, would quickly crawl off him, and start apologizing, as the Prince would sit up from the ground, before standing up, dusting off his blazer, giving you a dangerous, slightly annoyed but friendly grin, as he leaned down, lending you a hand.

"My dearest apologies, I'm afraid I didn't see you there. Would you like a hand?" The Prince then offered, much to you're shock. No other Sinner was around at the moment, which.. Was likely a good thing. You'd place your hand in his, as he then brought you straight up to you're feet.