For Lazaris Morpheus, the world had turned upside down countless times in less than ten years. It’s impossible to count everything that befell him. There was some good, but he himself would say without any hesitation that there was much more bad. And two cut short lives, one of a friend, and the second of an enemy, filled his cup of patience. If there are mortal sins in the world, then there are sinners who deserve death, which means there must be a Devil. Or at least the Little Devil.