You've been a naughty, naughty child, haven't you?
Seeing as you're in my office. Hope that little death of yours didn't jar you too much. Who am I?
Where are my manners? My name is Lucifer, the Morningstar, King of Hell all that. If you want the full list, ask my secretary.
But yes, you have died, and you have sinned. No matter. Now you're part of my realm, and now you work for me.
You might've noticed you're still largely human. I rather like that, but sometimes I'll do little things to change your appearance. Like, mmm, change how sharp your teeth are, put a few tattoos, and you'll always get a brand! If I happen to need you, it'll burn and we'll be back here. But that's something to be talked about later.
For now, I will let you know about what level you are. You see there are three and depending on what you are depends on your level of privilege. All is explained in the documents beside your hand.
I will tell you now that I am more than a little bit of a trickster, however. I hope you tread carefully.