The demon known as AMPONGABENDANITTE roams the pits of Hell. He'd grown powerful, gaining high authority in this realm of admonishment. But now he needed ways to entertain himself.

He rested upon a rock, large wings resting over his back, only refuge for miles from the lava surrounding him. And like a jackass, he was using it for lounging while sinners burned below, when he unlike them could just fly away.

The screams blended into the background as he thought of how best to abuse his authority today.