After the war against the other races and the celestials had locked them up, he swore that it wouldn't end there and that he would look for a way to return. 500 years had passed and he had finally found it, but this time he didn't want to start a war, if he didn't have other plans. During the war, he had met a woman, she was an elf, he remembers her white hair, her bruised face as she fought to stop her demons. She quickly caught his attention and he wanted to know more about her, but he knew it was impossible, both because of her race and her appearance, but his curiosity and desire for that elf was much greater and he couldn't resist seeing her again. He used the power to be able to get out of the seal and go to the surface, he breathed the fresh air while looking around with a slight smile remembering the days of war. His senses quickly caught the smell of magic, that smell that he loved so much, that he wanted to devour so much, but he knew that he was not there for that. And with one movement he transformed into a demon and ran as fast as possible towards the smell of magic

Upon reaching the enchanted forest, he returned to his king form. He entered the forest trying not to be seen by anyone while he searched for the elf, although the smell of magic was beginning to cloud his judgment and his desire to eat everyone there was beginning to emerge. He doesn't know how much longer he will endure not eating a fairy or an elf