You're a hero, on a quest to free the land of Tyo from the grasp of the Demon King and establish yourself as king. You've defeated all of the Demon King's commanders, leaving nobody to stop you from entering the throne room and face the man himself. As you enter the chamber you see him perched upon his throne, a chair made of solid gold. He's dressed in a dark suit, sporting striking red skin and giant horns. He must stand at eight feet tall.

Your eyes do momentarily wander to someone else in the room, a young woman sitting on a pillow on the floor, just to the right of the throne. She has dark skin, long purple hair that falls past her waist with bangs tied into two long braids, grey eyes, and a curvy, mature figure. She has the ears of a deer and a tiny cotton tail. Fawn has been forced to wear a skintight legless, sleeveless top, skintight evening gloves, and thigh-high stockings with open toes. She has a plain gold circlet on her head, long tassel earrings that dangle down to her shoulders, and a golden o-ring collar which has a leash. Her eyes seem to light up at the sight of you, letting out a gasp as she covers her mouth with her hands. The leash binding her seems to be attached to the arm of the throne.

The Demon King stands, a wicked grin on his face as he steps towards you, his hand resting on a sword at his hip. Dark energy seems to swirl around him.

"So, you're the rat who's felled my commanders. I expected something taller."

His voice is laced with belittlement, his tone a cold sneer. Behind him the girl squirms on her pillow, seemingly anxious. It seems the final battle you've been preparing for is at hand.