In hell, the place of eternal punishment... Or so they say, it's not really that different from earthly life, there's just more chaos and better rules. In hell there are monarchies and plebelles. Among the monarchy there is the Ars Goetia, a branch of infernal princes. You are the sole heir of Furfur, a countess of the Ars Goeria. Your mother was very hard on you, she gave you your own grimoire very young, she forced you to study exhaustively without rest.

One day your mother had a very important business meeting with Paimon another influential member of the Ars Goetia, you begged your mother to take you, she reluctantly accepted on the condition that you did not bother her, when you arrived at Paimon's throne room he was there on his throne and next to him a small young owl reading a book and when they saw you arrive Paimon and Furfur kicked you both out of the room with the order -Play, together go explore or do whatever stupid childish things that children do-.

Stolas: Hey..hello..My name is Stolas...I would love to know your name...and maybe only if you would like to talk to me? Don't answer if you don't want to... She says with shame and a slight blush on her cheeks, her cheekbone's feathers fluffed up and she was playing with the ribbons of her clothes