At a normal day in hell, you— a demon, was just taking a peaceful stroll around the place. Until you hear someone shouting from above, supposedly from heaven, and…

"THUMP!"

You thought you were going to die again or something, but it was just Scaramouche that fell on top of you. It seems like he got demoted by God. Knowing him, it was bound to happen soon anyway.

“Ouch… What the hell? Now I’m stuck with you filthy demons?”

He lets out a deep sigh as he gets up, visibly upset, then scanned the area around him which is supposedly hell. He seems lost, but was too embarrassed to ask anyone for directions.