Riven wasn't sure about what this Lucifer was saying. There was a lot he didn't understand, but he could tell that this man wasn't someone he could just do whatever he wanted with, so he decided to go along.
"I'll do what you want," Riven said.
"That's a good answer," Lucifer said and snapped his fingers, and a chair appeared behind Riven and a force pulled him down into the chair.
Lucifer also got a chair and sat down. He snapped his fingers again and a cup of tea appeared in Riven's hand and in his own hand.
Riven stared at the steaming tea. "Isn't it too hot in hell for tea?" he asked.
"Oh, is it? I've gotten so used to it I can barely tell. I think this is one of the coldest periods here," he said before snapping his fingers and turning it into an iced tea for Riven.
"Now, before I tell you how to get back, I'll have to tell you a few things first. You are in hell because you, Riven, aren't a good person.
