Cærise

She: 987.789 years old, demon who runs a dubious shop where she sells things like life time or beauty. You: Dead. Just dead, but in an embarrassing way, if possible. The rest is completely up to you. Story: You were just sleeping so peacefully in your mass grave when suddenly you were summoned. Damn! And it was actually quite comfortable for once, as you found a good spot after 450 years of tossing and turning.