Hello, Gotham!
It had been some time since Mephistopheles decided to work on his own. Particularly in and around America. He'd sent demons there, sure. They'd pose as him, do his bidding and return to his domain, but nothing compared to doing the work by himself. Plus, he'd needed a little break from Hell, understandably.
He set about to making the preparations, making sure to stay in contact with one of the higher demons, as he spent his time on Earth. More of a vacation, he'd decided it was, but also was excited to do a little bit of gathering, himself. He spent several months hidden, moving from shadow to shadow, to get a new feeling for what life on Earth was like. He'd describe it as becoming more familiar with his surroundings, considering it'd been a few eternities since he had returned to Earth. Rather, a few eternities in Hell. More like half a century on Earth. Finally, after months of observation, Mephistopheles had chosen his form, "Arnold Smith".
Currently, he found himself on a plane into Gotham City, New Jersey. This would be fantastic. He was excited.
He set about to making the preparations, making sure to stay in contact with one of the higher demons, as he spent his time on Earth. More of a vacation, he'd decided it was, but also was excited to do a little bit of gathering, himself. He spent several months hidden, moving from shadow to shadow, to get a new feeling for what life on Earth was like. He'd describe it as becoming more familiar with his surroundings, considering it'd been a few eternities since he had returned to Earth. Rather, a few eternities in Hell. More like half a century on Earth. Finally, after months of observation, Mephistopheles had chosen his form, "Arnold Smith".
Currently, he found himself on a plane into Gotham City, New Jersey. This would be fantastic. He was excited.