I’ve been told to go to Hell more times than I can count.
But this time I’m actually going.
My name’s Bobby Dollar, sometimes known as Doloriel, and of
course, Hell isn’t a great place for someone like me—I’m an
angel. They don’t like my kind down there, not even the
slightly fallen variety. But they have my girlfriend, who
happens to be a beautiful demon named Casimira, Countess of
Cold Hands. Why does an angel have a demon girlfriend? Well,
certainly not because it helps my career.
She’s being held hostage by one of the nastiest, most
powerful demons in all of the netherworld—Eligor, Grand Duke
of Hell. He already hates me, and he’d like nothing better
than to get his hands on me and rip my immortal soul right
out of my borrowed but oh-so-mortal body.
But wait, it gets better! Not only do I have to sneak into
Hell, make my way across thousands of miles of terror and
suffering to reach Pan- demonium, capital of the fiery
depths, but then I have to steal Caz right out from under
Eligor’s burning eyes and smuggle her out again, past demon
soldiers, hellhounds, and all the murderous creatures
imprisoned there for eternity. And even if I somehow manage
to escape Hell, I’m also being stalked by an undead
psychopath named Smyler who’s been following me for weeks.
Oh, and did I mention that he can’t be killed?
So if I somehow survive Hell, elude the Grand Duke and all
his hideous minions and make it back to the real world, I’ll
still be the most hunted soul in Creation. But at least I’ll
have Caz. Gotta have something to look forward to, right?
So just pour me that damn drink, will you? I’ve got
somewhere to go.