The altar is lush with its red silk prayer bench. Many red and white candles provide a somber ambiance.
the front altar, Inside Temple
demon
kings
I govern my country.  I am well respected.  My wife is called a queen.
The blood price eh?  Well, lets get it over with - it was a good run while it lasted. I'm here to reek havoc on your kind. Well, like I said - do what you must.  It was worth the bargain I struck to rule as long as I have. Are you sure? This is going to hurt? I thought you would've put up more of a fight. Oh, I'm far too fat to do much fighting.  Decades of women, wine, and song will do this to a man.  Especially when one is king! I can respect that. I've had my fair share of demon women, wine and song too.  Demon women eh?  Sounds far too difficult to handle . . . though perhaps in my younger days . . . They're out of this world. I actually entered this altar to pray because they've been a handful lately. Well, by all means don't let me disturb you.  I'll wait until your done before you begin your blood vengeance. I changed my mind. I'm not going to kill you. Really?  Well, I must thank you.  I admit, I was not terribly keen on being disemboweled and flayed alive while watching my loved ones experience eternal torment. Yeah. I've killed entire villages before, but since I entered this altar I've felt something I haven't felt before. The lord. I don't know what I'm experiencing now. I'm not use to this.