"Such a pretty little thing, aren't you?"
Andreea was no saint, so it didn't surprise her when she found herself within the fiery depths of Hell. The girl was always; off. Though fame was no mystery to her being an uprising songbird, the public cou...
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Charlie came back with a rather disappointed expression on her face, leaning roughly against the door.
However, she was quickly startled by a sudden knock on the door, catching my own attention. Charlie opened the door, but quickly shut it without a second thought, her chest heaving heavily. It was rather rude, in my opinion.
"Hey, Vaggie," Charlie questioned out to her partner who peaked once more over the couch. "The radio demon is at the door. Uh what should I do?!"
"Uh, well-Don't let him in!"
The radio demon was someone who I had most definitely heard of, but haven't once encountered in my years of being in hell. I've heard of the tales, of how many of the overlords disappeared, and I've heard the broadcasting stations, but he wasn't someone who I wasn't necessarily afraid of. I mean, who hasn't taken out a few overlords here and there. Despite hearing of his power, he really couldn't be anything that special.
"May I speak now?" His voice, reminiscent of broadcasting yet noticeably more attentive, resonated through the room. I detected a familiar accent, similar to my own, suggesting he had likely passed around the same time, if not earlier, than I had. While his voice initially seemed unremarkable, upon beholding his enchanting appearance, I was instantly captivated. Despite his peculiar horns and sharpened teeth, his smile exuded charm, and his attire was impeccably dashing.
"Alastor! Pleasure to be meeting you sweetheart. Quite a pleasure! Excuse my sudden visit, but I saw your fiasco on a picture show, and I just couldn't resist! What a performance! Why, I haven't been that entertained since the stock market crash of 1929!," The demon seemed to trail off into his own thoughts, "Hahahahaha, sooo many orphans."
Taken aback by the sinister mannerisms, Vaggie held a spear to his chest, "Stop right there, cabrón hijo de perra! I know your game and I'm not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you pompous cheesy talk show shitlord!"
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