The Hell Arena

You fall into the light and it shrouds you. And eventually, you come into an office. You sit in a chair near a long, black table. On the back of the table is a creature with the body of a man and the head of a goat. “Hello!” He said enthusiastically. “Your probably wondering many things, who I am, where you are and what is going to happen to you. To be honest, I go by many names, Diablo, Lucifer, Belial. One name I go by directly is Satan.” Hearing that gave you goosebumps. “It just is a universal name ya know? And In case you haven’t figured it out by now your in hell. Now I’m going to answer what is going to happen to you. I want to make a deal with you. As you know you and your stupid little friends are trapped in hell. The only way for you along with them to get out is to fight in my little arena. If you want to join just shake my hand. If you refuse I’ll throw you out of building and feed you to my frogs.” The devil teleported to you and took out his hand. Do you shake it or not.