Adam Jefferson sighed heavily, hating how things had wound up as he sat in a cell that was underneath the Colosseum of Pain.  This reminded him a little too much of Gladiator considering he was waiting for his chance to prove himself in the Arena as Maximus had so he could get a shot at killing the corrupt Emperor.  Of course, in the movie the Colosseum hadn't been located in Hell, and the 'Emperor' wasn't the Prince of Lies himself who was all but immortal anyway most likely, so trying to assassinate such a powerful being was a pipe dream at best.  Besides, he couldn't ever get close to him even if he wanted to considering he had sold his soul, foolishly, for revenge, a fact he was paying for every minute of his new demonic existence.  Even so, things weren't all that bad.  He had a lot of power behind him now, and while he was still learning to control them, having only been here little less than a month, Adam couldn't help but grin as he opened up his demonic wings fully, examining his bulging muscular body that allowed him far superior strength to a normal human being.  All in all, ironically enough, he had moved up in the Underworld, but he still hated the fact he was almost always horny as a teenager on crack.