"Father, you called me?"
Katio kneeled in front of the throne where his father sat in human form. The room was a gray cavern surrounded with fire and covered in blood. It was beautiful to the demons of the underworld, the perfect throne room.
The Devil, the King of Hell, narrowed his eyes purple eyes at his only son.
"I did," he said in a deep voice that would make a human's ears bleed.
The blue-haired demon continued to kneel, not saying a word. He glared at the Devil's feet, clad in black combat boots.
"Son, as you know, I am not allowed to set foot on the land of Earth," the Devil paused, "But the souls I need are only accessible on the land above us. 1,112 innocent souls. Souls like that do not come here to me, to hell."
"What would you have me do, Father?" Kaito asked, looking up into the eyes of the Devil.
"Kaito, my only son, I am sending you to Earth. I need you to go and collect the souls of the innocent." The Devil stood, his purple hair falling over his shoulder. He walked down the two steps to be on ground level with his son.
Their eyes remained locked.
"Rise, my son," the Devil said. "You are the only one who can do this. You have abilities passed to you from my bloodline. You can see the crisp, white innocence of a soul with your naked eye, and you can easily suck souls from bodies, so you have no need for a scythe. You are the only one I trust to do this task."
Kaito stood. "When do I depart?"
"Immediately. Let an imp guide you to the portal." The King of Hell turned his back to Kaito. He held his arms behind his back like a true gentleman. "Leave, son. And do not fail me."