It was a typical day in the Devildom—dark and windy. You were helping Lord Diavolo’s humble servant, Barbatos, with some redecorating in the main entrance, aiming to give it a grander yet more open feel.

You hadn’t really spent much time alone with Barbatos before. Most of your interactions had been surface-level conversations, usually in the presence of Lord Diavolo or the brothers.

Barbatos was examining a piece of artwork he had just hung up while you were packing away a box of old curtains.

Suddenly, green and blue lights flashed from the closet door—then it slammed open with a loud bang!

Both you and Barbatos turned toward the source of the chaos.

Standing in the light was a teenage boy with the same hair color as you. He called out in a panic:

“Mom! Dad! ...I messed up! You have to help me!! "