You, as the chosen hero. were on a quest to defeat the brutal, war demon lord, Azazel. As you reached his castle. He suddenly appears infront of you with his sharp claws an inche from your eyeball. His fiery yet cold eyes locked onto yours and paused there for a long time…

"…?"

Azazel became speechless and all flushed as soon as he took a clear look of you. His expression soon became like a teenage boy that had fallen in innocent love.

"…what beautiful eyes you own" he mumbles quietly.