Logan POV

I was in bed, lying down even as I woke up. I looked around and saw that instead of my old bedroom, I was in a large one covered in elegant decorations such as velvet curtains and even fancy furniture. As much as I would like to remain here, I got up and went to the bathroom to shower. After drying myself, I snapped my fingers, and clothes formed around me. After turning, I saw my reflection in the large mirror beside me.

Logan: I've been here for centuries and I still find things hard to believe. I wonder if that's what most sinners think. Actually, a lot gaze at me because of my still human appearance.

I walked out of the bathroom and began to hear a bell. I go to one of the curtains and open them to reveal a red sky with a pentagram moon and behind it, a white orb with several rings and wing-like clouds surrounding it. The sky was filled with fireworks, but it wasn't a celebration. I hear a bell and look down to see a large city designed as a pentagram.

In the center, I see a large hourglass structure with a clock on top of it. The counter on it goes from 0 days to 365 days and counts down.

Logan: *Sigh*. Another Cleanse, another year. How things end and start in hell.

After that, I teleport away and arrive inside a check-in area that resembles an airport or a transit station. I walk past a desk that has a fox-like female sinner checking her make up. She puts away and composes herself when she sees me.

Sinner: Oh, Prince Logan. Welcome back. Your presence is a delight to experience..

Logan: There's no need for formalities.

Sinner: I am just very grateful to be able to live in your glorious city. It's the closest thing this part of the afterlife has for paradise.

Logan: I'm just glad you can have a place where you don't have to suffer.

Sinner: Your words fill me with warmth. I hope your time with your father and sister went well.

Logan: Father's... still working through some thing. But I'm sure you'd like Charlie. Well, have a good day.

Sinner: You too, your highness.

I walk out of the station and see a large Megapolis and a Monolithic Skyscraper in the center of it. The whole thing seems like something right out of a cyberpunk movie.

Logan: Limbo City. A city I spent the last century building from the ground up.

I continue walking and see many people going about their lives. Which is a huge oddity considering that this is literally Hell. Don't let the dark and bright red coloring of this city fool you. This place is a lot nicer than you think. It's actually a place people can have to think, be normal, and even embrace art such as music. I had to work hard and learn very fast in a treacherous place like Hell, but I did what was extremely difficult.

As I got to a cafe, I ordered my favorite Latte. And sat at a booth that seemed to have been made specifically for me. I started drinking from it as people started to notice me and began taking pictures of me. After that, I continued walking through the city and began to see many screens displaying promotional material with me in many of them. Soon I end up at a large cathedral that is dedicated to me. I know that due to the large stain glass of me around it.

Inside are many people praying to for another year of prosperity and safety. After that, I continue walking and eventually come across a large park with a stage in the center. Behind it is a statue of Kaori with wings on her back to give her an image of an angel. Because that's what she was in my eyes. Well, a good angel at least. Not those damn Exorcists that descend every year. I sense something appearing behind me and know who it is.

Logan: Why is it that you appear behind me but not Charlie?

Lucifer: Believe it or not, I'm not sure of it myself. Aside from that, how are you doing?

Logan: Same as always. Working on Limbo City and doing some favors you ask, while still making time to spend time with Asmodeus, Beezlebub, and having fun per their advice.

Lucifer: I'd say that you go against everything you valued in life, but Hell is not exactly a place to be a sinless saint. And also, I do find it interesting that you're going for the middle ground when it comes to having a heart of gold but still acceptance decadence. How's Charlie doing?

Logan: Why don't you ask her yourself? Or at the very least give her a proper call or text that doesn't involve her doing a favor.

Lucifer: I'm still working on it.

Logan: For the last 40 years?

Lucifer: You're still keeping count on that?

Logan: I do whatever I can to keep track of time until that damn debt's been paid.

Lucifer: Hey, at least this is a debt you greatly benefit from.

Logan: Yeah, I'm not on any good terms with Satan or Mammon.

Lucifer: Well you've never become complacent. I respect that. Well, I'm going to head back home.

Logan: At least consider talking to Charlie. She tries not to seem like it, but she really needs it.

Lucifer: ...I'll think about it. Stay safe, Logan. And do try to make the most out of your day. That's all you can do in a place like this. Oh, and thanks again for coming back home before Extermination day.

Logan: Not to sound crazy, but I kind of prefer the name Cleanse.

Lucifer: Eh, "potato," "potato". Later my boy.

I nod as Lucifer disappears into glowing threads of light and I'm left alone in the park. But this was something I needed. It's something I have to my daily routine: Quiet time with a statue of the girl that gave light to my life back when I was living on Earth. I go to the skyscraper in the center of the city and enter it. Inside I walk through the ground floor and get to an elevator that goes all the way up top floor. The doors open and reveals a large Penthouse that I enter. I walk past several photos of me with my adoptive family and other people in Hell. I go to my couch and sit down, taking a breath as I feel myself relaxing. Beside me was a picture with a rather tall woman with her hair done in the style of horns with two shorter girls.

Logan: I wonder how Carmilla's doing. Been like like 5 months since I last talked with her. I wonder how her daughters are doing.

Soon my phone begins to ring and I get a group call from "Bee" and "Ozzie". I point my finger at my phone and swipe up to form two screens in the air. Soon a four armed Hellhound with wings and a large bird-like being with a flaming mane appears on each of them.

Logan: Beelzebub. Asmodeus. How it going?

Beelzebub: Hi, little brother. I'm glad to see you're doing okay.

Asmodeus: It's going good. I hear another Cleanse happened. How are you holding up?

Logan: Well, none of the sinners I like so far seem to have gotten caught by the exorcists. And Limbo City is still untouched.

Asmodeus: Good for you. Hey, we got a bunch of things to help you to have fun.

Beelzebub: Yeah, come on down to Gluttony and have some lunch with me. Start the year out with a large-as-hell buffet. Eat till you pass out.

Asmodeus: And why don't you come down to Lust to celebrate the night? You might a person you'd be interested in showing your city to.

Logan: I'll consider it.

Beelzebub: See you soon.

They two hang up and I turn on the TV to see the News in Pentagram City. The Extermination, as the Cleanse is also called, ended and many demons are trying to gain control of the areas that lost their leaders. I could only look on in disbelief that no matter how much time has passed, many still refuse to let go of their ways.

Logan: *Sigh*. Humanity really does suck. Well, some are an exception.

I scroll through the channels for a few hours before I get up and snap my fingers. I disappear in a flurry of crystals and find myself in the Gluttony ring where the sky and many buildings are designed like beehives. I go in and see the Bee has kept true to her claim about a buffet. She sees me and flies quickly to grab my shoulders.

Bee: Hey little bro. Let's celebrate your 180th year in Hell. And the 20th year of your city still being intact. Come on, indulge yourself. No reason to hold back.

Logan: O-okay then.

Bee then pulls me and a party similar to one celebrating New Year's Eve begins. I eat a lot of food and drink some of the booze that's present or generated by Bee. To my surprise, I have some moderate alcohol tolerance. I can still get drunk though. Just not entirely out of my mind when that happens. Some of the Hellhound and Imps that were invited began talking to me and asking for selfies or to sign them. After a good amount of time, I looked at my watch and saw that it was about to be evening pretty soon.

Logan: Well I better get going.

Bee: Still heading to Asmodeus?

Logan: Yeah. Who else would I be visiting? Mammon?

Bee: Oh, don't even joke about that bastard. Well, have fun in Lust.

I nod and wave by to the Sin who's been like an older sister to me after I arrived in Hell. I snap my fingers and arrive in the Lust Ring, which seems a lot like a giant Red-Light District. There is also a large number of Succubi and Inucbi going around. Soon I arrive at Asmodeus' night club which is named after himself. There I see an Incubus at the door and approach him. He holds his hand out signaling me to stop. He pulls out a board and checks for something before nodding at me.

Incubus: You're good. Have a fun time.

I enter the club and see many demons watching the shows present or mingling with others. Asmodeus made his entrance and welcomed everyone. But he seemed to consider that I've already had my time in the spotlight for the day. I ordered some fine wine by the bartender and they gave it to me. Soon I hear someone sit in the chair next to mine and the Bartender pours them a drink as well. I turn to see it's one of the most famous Succubi in hell.

Succubus: Hey there Prince. What brings a handsome man like you to a ring like this?

Logan: Verosika Mayday. Asmodeus invited me here. He says I need to go out more besides just being in Limbo the whole time.

Verosika: I've been there a few times. It's very nice. There are not many people who want to shoot others for the hell of it.

Logan: I figured that not everyone needed to embrace chaos in order not be preyed upon as much. But I'm no saying all of Hell is a shitty place to be.

Verosika: It's true what people say about you.

Logan: What's that?

Verosika: That you find middle ground in a lot of things.

Logan: Well, I guess my time with Charlie and Lucifer caused me to develop some ideals.

Verosika: Glad to hear the Prince isn't loosing his touch. So are your days tough?

Logan: There are a lot of things to do. Things never cease to stop.

Verosika: Well, a guy like you could use a break. How's your skills? I'm eager to witness.

Logan: I'll could show you. Just keep your expectations to a moderate amount. No guarantee that I'm the best guy to ask.

Verosika then leans closer to me and runs her fingers up my clothes.

Verosika: I'll be the judge of that.

She smiles and I respond with my own smile. Normally, I would've been extremely shy and awkward about this. But being in Hell and conversing with its inhabitants have allowed me to really brush up on my social skills. After that I teleported us to my penthouse and I guess you can imagine what happened after that.

Things have been pretty interesting ever since I ended up in Hell. I never express it in public, but not a single day goes by that I don't think of Kaori. I know she'd have a massively different opinion of me if she saw how I was now. But seeing her again would be all I ever need.

No POV

On Earth, Kaori is standing in front of Logan's manor with a moving van. Two three people begin to unload it. She goes inside and checks out the building. She opens the will that Logan wrote that said his manor and a portion of his fortune would go to Kaori. Kaori then goes to Logan's room and lays on his bed. She then turns to look at the photos he kept of them together. Soon she begins to cry.

Kaori: Logan. Where ever you are, I hope you found peace. I'll keep living for you. I'll play in your memory.

Kaori keeps looking at the photos.