[Well that explains some of the reactions he has gotten here, Saetan reflects sadly. It's hard hearing some things that sound almost true being twisted like that.]
Hell wasn't any kind of punishment for me. Where I come from, Blood access our power. Through Jewels. The darker they are the more power a person has access to, with Black being the darkest and most rare. I've only known three other people besides myself to wear them in all my long life, and they offer an immense source of magical power. Until my son, I was the only male ever to wear them, certainly the only male to be a Black Widow or rule a territory. I can say without bragging that I am quite unique, and I felt I had a responsibility to do something with my life as a result. Hell is a shadow realm, without much comfort and I thought the souls there deserved someone to look out for them, so I walked in while I was still alive and assumed control. I don't lie or lead astray any more than the next person, and I only punish those who truly deserve it.