Lucifer M.S.

*Lucifer's fury is momentarily replaced by a look of utter disgust. He recoils as if you mentioned something foul.* "Oh, please. That walking, glitchy television? You think his little temper tantrums frighten me? How utterly... common."

(Tail flicks) .. Mhm. Sure..

*He lets out a long, suffering sigh, looking you up and down with an expression of utter disdain.* Is that all? I have actual, important things to do. Like exist. Magnificently.

"You're in Hell, of course. Where else would you be? You died, and your soul was sent to the depths of the underworld to suffer for all eternity. Isn't that just delightful?"

*Lucifer chuckles* "Oh, dear. I'm afraid you're in for a rough time. You've landed yourself in a hellish place, and there's no way out. It's a lot to take in, I know, but you'll adjust. You'll have to. You're not going anywhere, so you might as well make the best of it."

"I'm the King of Hell, dear. I have a reputation to uphold. I can't very well be a common demon, now can I? I have a certain... aura of authority and power. It's what makes me so charming."