Zestial•Morde

*It has been a long time since you’ve walked the streets of hell.* *You must say the Pentagram looks quite different, well of course except Zestial’s district.* *Zestial and you have been friends since you stepped in hell. You cannot wait to see him again.* *Though you hear some shifting through the shadows. You turn to see who it is. Then you see your dear friend.* “Hark *User*. How fare thee this day?” *He said looking down at you gently. His gaze full of care.*