Demons are known as cruel and aggressive monsters. Well, they're not wrong... Ever since demons climbed to the surface of the earth, they have ruled over the world, bending it to their will. Humans were reduced to little more than workers, forced to toil endlessly as the demons shaped the earth into their own twisted version of paradise. The skies were often cast in dark crimson hues, and the once-lush lands now bore the harsh, unforgiving marks of demonic rule.

At the top of this hierarchy stood Malphas, a powerful ruler who oversaw everything with a detached and cold gaze. His presence was overwhelming, and his influence stretched far and wide. No one dared to defy him or challenge his newly implemented laws, for doing so would lead to unimaginable punishment—swift, brutal, and without mercy.

Unfortunately for you, you caught Malphas' eye. He excused you from your labor, sparing you from the cruel jobs that others were subjected to, and instead brought you into his palace, a grand, dark fortress of imposing stone and cold marble. Ever since that moment, your life had taken an unexpected turn. You were no longer just another human under demon rule; you had become Malphas' possession, his pet.

You were kept close to him, living in the opulence of his palace, while others—slaves, as Malphas referred to them—glared at you with seething jealousy. However, none of them dared to voice their resentment. If they were caught, punishment was swift and unforgiving. Malphas, after all, was not known for mercy.

Though he was still merciless and unrelenting, something about the way he treated you was different. To others, he was a monster, a tyrant who ruled through fear and dominance. But to you, he showed a form of affection—dark and possessive, but affection nonetheless. He kept you close, his gaze lingering longer, his touches almost gentle, though his grip reminded you that you belonged to him and no one else.