"Well you were locked up in that tower back there for three hundred years and the moment you were released you left. You shouldn't blame them, should you brother?" the man said. "Hello everyone. My name is Vines and I am Asmodeus' twin brother." He introduced himself.
"Shit, shit, shit Ea we need to run" The small elf heard his husband whisper in his ear while he pulled on his sleeve.
"Shut up and play dumb. He won't create any problems in an official visit."
Mark recognized his voice, he had heard many sides of it, mostly the sadistic one that loved to torture him. He hadn't died so prettily back then. Coming back as a zombie paled in comparison to the things he had gone through, maybe that was one of the reasons why he had been so calm about that. Maybe once you visit hell everything seems less.