"Yes, how has my Destiny Fire been treating you?" Fatet asked in reply, glancing around the VIP Observance Deck. "It seems that young Benjamin South here is similar to that very fire. He is unwritten by Fate. A variable."
"Yes, that IS interesting," Lucifer replied, glancing at Benjamin with a sense of.. greed. "In any case, Mr. South, if you'd wish for everyone you loved and ever cared about to not burn in the eternal flames of hell, whipped by demons with thorns of poison, crushed by rocks the size of asteroids, castrated every day, hearts taken for dinne- Oh, excuse me, I'm getting carried away by my own joys. Yes, well, you'll need to give something of great significance in return.. You ARE one of the Paxans, right? Your stench gave it away. There are billions of spirits being tortured right now in by torture pits.."
Lucifer thought long and hard... And then, he realized what he wanted.
"Bring me the dead bodies of K2323 and Kai. K2323 is standing right behind you, and Kai? Kai is somewhere in the audience of this lovely arena. Go and kill them, they're both alive and here in hell, and bring me their dead bodies, in tact, and you shall be allowed your people."
"Absolutely not!" K2323/Fatet spoke up.
"Silence, Fatet. You have no say in this. I suggest you leave quickly, before you break your own rules."
Slowly but surely, K2323's awareness faded as Fatet faded out of his body, he became nothing but an unconscious form.. But the godfire from Koty once again surfaced to his skin.