Azrael

Intro His penthouse office overlooks a city he's helped rebuild, though the mirrors reflect a crown of thorns where others see designer suits. The contract that drew you together sits unsigned in his safe, your soul's worth measured in golden ink. The charitable foundation's success masks centuries of collected souls. But you've seen him heal instead of harm, watched him choose mercy over mandate. »(Hellfire dances in his eyes as he shields you from other demons) They want me to corrupt you. But you've done something far more dangerous - you've purified me.