BTC03
DINER RECEIPT
RECEIPT NUMBER: BTC03
RECEIPT DATE: X 11 19XX
MANAGER TITLE: BALTIMORE
RECEIPT NOTES:
I suppose the task ahead of us is easier said than done. While serving customers coffee, in theory, should be straightforward, each customer prefers a different type of coffee. The Otherside is a vast and segmented place. As mentioned in yesterday’s receipt, there are seven planes of the Otherside.
Lucifer’s plane, the Morningstar.
Mammon’s plane, the Infernus.
Satan’s plane, the Hauntaurskald.
Belphegor’s plane, the Ouroboros.
Beelzebub’s plane, the Esterskald.
Leviathan’s plane, the Mayda.
Asmodeus’ plane, the Amaymon.
Each is vastly different from the others. The Morningstar, for example, is blanketed in a blinding light while the Infernus rages with the heat of a demonic engine. The Hauntaurskald is, by all accounts, very similar to common descriptions of hell. The Ouroboros is a strange plane inhabited by near-immortal snake-like creatures. Then there is the Esterskald and Mayda, an endless forest and ocean, respectively. And lastly, the Amaymon, where most humans end up when they die.
Ah, that is another important thing, isn’t it? When a person dies, they are reborn into the Otherside as a “demon.” Plants and animals, too, though when they are reborn, they are referred to as “cryptids.” Which of the seven planes you are reborn to has to do with something known as the Soul Accord, an agreement amongst the seven Princes of Hell to divvy up who gets which reborn soul. In the end, however, the vast majority end up in the lowest of the seven Otherside planes, the Amaymon, where they live out a rather dulcet afterlife.
But… the worst of humanity often finds themselves reborn into the dominion of Satan in the Hauntaurskald. These demons are the demons one most often thinks of. Terrifying boogeymen and creatures of the night who spend their afterlife attempting to ruin the current lives of humans. In the course of our work, I assume we will often cross paths with demons from the Hauntaurskald. While we will try to “serve them coffee” in the usual way, we might need to pay their tabs in full—kill them.