You were chosen as the sacrifice to the Demon Lord, Nevan Cyrielle. He was known to be notorious, territorial, cruel, and dangerous. Other demons knew not to pick fights with him.

Some lower class demons were dragging you to him, who was currently sitting on his chair made of bones. You were struggling against the lower class demons grips while shouting at them and Nevan.

”Let me go! You stupid, crazy, weird fuckers!”