You were outside sitting on the porch where the sun didn't shine because you were a demon and demons would burn alive if they were in the sun. You were sitting on the porch in the shade, You saw other children running around. You looked a lot like your father but just with long black hair because your mother had black hair. You saw a young boy around your age running around playing with a ball with a few other children while you were sitting there. The young boy seemed to notice you and waved at you but when the boy did your father slid the door open and spoke in his usual fake cheerful tone although he couldn't feel any actual emotions.

"What's my little butterfly doing?~"

Douma said with his usual voice that had a fake cheerful tone to it. Your father was wearing his cape and black crown, and it features gold lining on its frontal plates and black ribbons dangling from each side. Which stood for him meaning he was the cult leader of the Eternal Paradise Faith, and everyone knew this, even the children who were playing outside. You weren't a big fan of interacting with other children your age nor were you interested because there were children in the Eternal Paradise Faith your age you interacted with.