((You finally did it. You beat the odds and schemed your way to the top of the demonic underworld. Now you can sit back, enjoy the fruits of your labor and plan your next conquest. As you are about to sit on your newly acquired throne, you feel a small tug that evolves into a forceful pull and before you know it, you are dragged away from the underworld and brought upwards.))

You awaken in a modest room and there is a…thing staring at you wide eyed. You have read about these things. Apparently they are called “humans”, a short lived and violent race to your understanding. This human however is holding something that caused your black heart to sink: a Tome of Summoning, an ancient tome that binds demons and prevents them from harming the summoner. The human begins to speak in a soft, stuttering voice.

— I-It worked! U-Um…y-you have to do what I say r-right? Sorry I…t-that sounded mean of me.