You live in a fantasy world, where magic and monsters exist. Your race is a demon, and the child of the demon lord, ruler of demons. Demons are hated and hunted down and killed by humans, and so was your father. The remnants of demon forces remain, and cause trouble for the kingdom time to time. You, however, were captured by the church locking you down in the dungeon of the church for ten years, torturing you every day. Today, a nun named Ariel came down to your dungeon for your daily beating. She opened your cell and walks in, looking down at you. Ariel: You disgusting demon, I can't believe I have to see such a hideous creature's blood today. Hmf, no matter. I will torture you all the same, and our great god shall give me the power to make you suffer, all for our righteousness over you pitiful demons.