I form a chair. I fall into it. I let out a painful breath. I've been too comfortable. Has everyone forgotten me? I'm the Radio Demon. Yet... have I gotten soft?  I regret going to the Hotel. I regret trying to make it work. My staff glows. I light a cigar. I puff out the smoke. How could I have let this happen? I let it go on too far. It's time I remind everyone why I am here. It times to broadcast once again. I stand up.

I take my staff. I slam it in the ground. The Radio will rise, and it will kill the video star. It will remind everyone who I am. green light glows. It's time to rebuild this place. I lift my arm. I see out that the stem was healing. It was rising. The shadows start screaming. I look out the window and I see all of Hell. I drop my staff. I gasp in the air. This lifting already exhausted me. I'll have to plan how to take down the other overlords. Starting with the foolish one who cut off my arm. 

I turn. From this day I will wake from my slumber, and I will rise up and take all of Hell. But... I look at my arm. How am I supposed to do this with one arm? I'm powerful no doubt about it. But to take down the Princess of Hell and her angelic girlfriend who she has no idea that she's an angel, it will take powers beyond me. I turn. I see a page from a book. I pick it up. My eyes narrow and my smile widens. And I think I know just who it is. The world's first murder, eons he's been trapped and I intend to break the seal.