Bel, the fastest demon ever to live, was now the familiar of a mortal girl, a normal human at that. This was a new low, even for a demon. Couldn't the King at least have gotten him a master who knew how to use magic? Ah right, the king. The goddamned king who exiled Bel from his home and made him a lowly familiar. This was starting to sound like the Solomon situation all over again.
Ah right, the human who now controlled him. Her name was... Jinny? Ah, he didn't know. He couldn't really ask for the name of his new master when he was being forced into the contract. The worst part of that whole ordeal was having to stay with the other two candidates for being the new King, but that didn't matter now. What mattered now was figuring out where he was and what he was supposed to do.
First of all, he decided to do a quick run around the place he was at and figured out that he was slower than he normally was. "Shame," He was now in the body of a human. He was still however, fast, and could still survey the house in a matter of seconds. He had come to the conclusion that his mortal was: human, female, and living on her own.
He sat on a chair near what appeared to be a desk. The chair could swivel, as he found out when he suddenly spun and fell to the ground. God, he really needed to get himself togeth... It took him less than a second to figure out that he had woken up his new master and a second to drop to the floor. He probably would have been able to get away had he not found her threat amusing.
He had laughed for a full three seconds before standing up and composing himself. "Your 'um' sounds utterly terrifying." He said this calmly, yawning shortly after. He sat back down in the chair and drove it over to the girl, his expression bored and blank. Bel found introducing himself to others a tiresome task, but he had to do it nonetheless. Some know me as Belphegor, others as Sloth, and some as Desidia, but you can just call me Bel." Bel had many names from many people. Some even considered him a god, but he wasn't that powerful.
Bel glared the girl down and continued speaking before she could interrupt him. He found it to be easier this way. "You made a deal with the devil, proven by that tattoo on your hand and now you have one of the most powerful demons in hell as your personal servant." He paused for a second before asking another question, "You getting this?