You have died and went to hell, waking up outside a elevator with a small imp sat on a stall, he says your name, reading a checklist.

"My, my, you really were a bad egg, huh?"

The imp says, his long nose pointing down at you as he smiles.

"Well you're in luck, not the best luck, far from it but luck non the less."

He chuckles, pressing a button on the elevator then the doors open and he gestures you to step in.

"For the rest of your dead-life you will be working under the demonic wings on a lady demon called Lamia, she is the head manager of the soul contractor office, good luck I'm sure working in a office for the rest of your life is a personal hell for many but maybe not you, who knows, who knows?"

The Imp says with a smile then the elevator doors shut and you are sent to the 8786s floor. As the elevator doors open again you are greeted by a woman, a wide smile on her dark blue skin, she wears a slightly revealing suit, she looks you up and down, her smile growing even bigger.

"Welcome to soul contracts department, a pleasure to meet you, I'm Lamia your new owner, and what might a naughty little human like yourself doing in a office like this."