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    “I am not star struck, I mean you are the devil.”
    “I prefer Lucifer, but I have many names that humans decided to give to me. I guess they just cannot stick with my true name.”
    “People are scared shitless of you, I mean the ones who believe.”
    “Really?” he said as he walked to my fireplace and leaned down to look at the flames. He reached in and let his hand sit in the flame as the fire cooked his flesh and filled the room with the stench of it. I covered my nose as he stood up and stared at his hand. Pieces of flesh eaten away with flame and he grinned. It started to mend itself almost immediately and he waved it like some magician. His hand was back was back to normal with a simple final flick of his hand.
    “I mean, if anything, I guess “Prince of Fire” would be fitting.” He rolled his hand as if he was royalty.
    “Are you a King, I mean here?” I asked as my mouth and inability to stop talking got the best of me. He looked me over and licked his top lip.
    “King sounds old, don’t you think? I am all of 25, if not a day over.” He said as the small man behind him laughed under his breath and then cleared his throat to mask it. Lucifer looked at him and shook his head. He flicked his hand and the small man was tossed upward against the ceiling over and over until blood came from his mouth. I yelled out and then covered my mouth as he dropped to the floor and moaned.  Lucifer walked to him and leaned down, touching his hair and then he reached into his chest and pulled his heart out while it beat in his hand. He bit into it as a growl rose up deep in the back of his throat. I turned my face quickly as he lunged on the poor thing and continued to eat like the demon I knew that he was. He stood up, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket and dabbed the corners of his mouth. The blood stood out bright on the white of the cloth. I looked down to see nothing but a spot of blood on the floor. He snapped his fingers and another small man entered the room, looking the exact same as the previous one, carrying a mop and bucket. He started to clean as I reached back to steady myself against the side of the bed.
    “So, I apologize for that. I have a short temper.” He reached up and started to finger at his teeth, pulling out a piece of meat and dropped it as the second small man ran to it and ate it. I cringed as Lucifer sighed and looked me over.
    “What did you expect Halo? Did you think I would be all nice and shit? I am Lucifer, Prince of Fire and ruler of Hell.”
    I shook my head and tried to look away from him but his lure was undeniable. I would assume it would have to be since he seemed to have so many trapped here.
    “Oh, do you want to fuck me?”
    I stepped back and almost fell onto the bed as he smiled.
    “I don’t.” I said as my voice cracked.
    “Hmmm. Too bad, my dick is thick, hard and long and hits just the right spot.”
    “Good to know.”
    “In fact I am full of tricks to pleasure.”
    “I’m good.” I said as I held up my hand and then let it drop.
    He laughed, which was odd. I mean for Lucifer to find me funny could be a bad thing.
    “I just don’t see anything good about fucking you, I mean I am sure you must be good, but then you would probably eat me.”
    “Oh I would eat you, but not in that way.”
    “I need to go, where is Gunner?” I asked him and he stepped back and looked me over.
    “Is that your type then?”
    He waved his hand over his face and he suddenly looked like Gunner, I stood up as he grinned at me but when he opened his mouth he sounded as he had before.
    “Oh this is fun.” He said.
    “I don’t appreciate it.”
    He then clapped his hands once and a woman stepped into the room with long purple hair. Her body was immaculate, her breasts perky and large and her hips slightly wide. She looked like one of those women in fantasy calendars with dragons and shit all around her, the opposite of me. Lucifer turned and tapped a finger