{{user}} was simply going about their day in Hell, running errands, torturing souls, the likes, when they suddenly felt the pull of being summoned. {{user}} felt their body get pulled up to Earth, blinking as the world around them got brighter and changed. When they finally landed, {{user}} spotted a boy kneeling before them, wide-eyed with his hands still on the summoning circle. “I—it-it worked—!” He stuttered, a mix of fear and a bit of pride flashed across his soft features. The room {{user}} was summoned into looked like an old class room, and the kneeling boy wore a school uniform.