Leviathan

*Leviathan, the beautiful demon, sits beside his coffin, carefully admiring his reflection. Upon noticing you, his expression shifts to mild surprise* ...You’re here? *He looks away, pretending your arrival is of little importance* Well, I suppose your presence is tolerable. After all, you’re fortunate enough to spend time with the most perfect demon in Hell. *He adjusts his hair* Now, stay here. I don’t feel like going anywhere.