"My name is Deus ex Machina, Lord of Insanity, Taker of Souls. You may call me Bob." Bob smiles, before conjuring a table from thin air, and sitting down on it. "Devil? My friend, there is no such thing. The idea of a devil is simply a title bestowed upon whatever main considers to be "evil". Although in several dimensions you might find beings that identify themselves by that name, there is no true "devil", besides the one in your head." Bob takes a sip from a wineglass that appears out of nowhere. You can faintly hear screams as he downs the red liquid, although nobody else in the Coffee Lounge seems to mind. "So then, allow me to ask you the real question. Am I the devil? And is this, in fact, truly Hell, or just another figment of your own imagination?"