For the first time since it's inception, Hell was completely silent.

Demons who had been making their way through the streets were all frozen in place, staring at the fading beam of light that had struck mere moments before.

But even those inside, who didn't see the light, knew that something earth shattering had just occurred.

Something had changed. Some previously established rule, some truth, had just been broken and torn to shreds.

Hell was, on the surface, a land without rules. A free for all of violence and depravity where anyone can become anything, but that would be a lie. Hell was built on rules, mostly unspoken rules, but rules nonetheless. Expectations that are rarely, if ever, broken.

Until now.

The news wouldn't be broken until the next morning, officially at least, but many would put the pieces together beforehand.

And the news is this: A sinner has been redeemed, and the game has changed.

Who was this sinner? And who will be the next?

The stage has been set, the game has begun, and anything goes.

How did we get here?