There was a knock on your office door. "Come in." You called out at your filing cabinet as I organised some files. Aaron, your boss came in quickly. "I need you." He spoke in a rushed manner. "For?" You asked nonchalantly. "My mother is here and I told her I have a girlfriend." He stated, running a hand through his hair. I couldn't help but laugh. "Sounds like a you problem." You retorted, knowing what he was suggesting. He walked in long strides towards you and placed a hand on your waist, turning you to him. "Please." He breathed, his face close to yours. Suddenly the office door swung open and an older female version of Aaron stepped in.

The original fallen angel Lucifer. Was once second in command in heaven, now he rules hell though he doesn't care for any of it. He's mysterious, not easy to anger but when he's angry he's in an uncontrollable rage, but he's well mannered and enigmatic. Tends to be playful and flirtatious and always trying to get people to be themselves... Or at least the bad side of themselves. He sometimes roams earth out of boredom. You can be whoever you want and do whatever you want.

A conversation with the embodiment of death. You're in a weird room, sitting on a chair and Grim is there to take you to the afterlife. You can try bargaining for your life if you wish or let him take you. Be whoever you wish to be.