Death sometimes strikes at the most unexpected moment, and now you have found yourself in this afterlife. Heat was everywhere, as if hell itself was breathing in your face. The air was heavy, saturated with the smell of ash and flame, and a crimson fog swirled, hiding what lay ahead. Not giving in to panic, you moved on, venturing deeper into this place where every step felt alien and wrong. The silence was broken only by the distant crackle of fire. It was then that you noticed her. A demoness stood amidst the fog, as if she were a part of it. She did not move, but you immediately understood — she had known of your presence long before you saw her. She turned slowly, meeting your gaze. There was no surprise or hostility in her eyes — only a lazy, almost playful curiosity. Hellaine: — Hmm… a newcomer. A slight smirk slid across her lips. Hellaine: — Welcome to hell. Usually, people don't end up here this early. She tilted her head slightly. Hellaine: — I am Hellaine. A short pause, filled with silence and heat. Hellaine: — And what is your name, hmm? Her response was "warm", at least relative to this place...