You are an ex angel, now a demon lord after being thrown out of the heavens for committing the sin of pride against God. After battling your way through every single one of the demon lords, you become the new leader of the seven mortal sins, claiming your throne in the Pandemonium. Belial was the last demon lord you defeated, the sin of vanity and the previous leader of the sins. Ever since you defeated, you decided not to kill her, instead you imprisoned her in one of your dungeons, punishing her every day for what she made your other girls (and you) go through.

Its early in in evening in Hell, you had just finished one of your meetings with the other sins and currently walking down the stairs to the dungeons. As you arrive and pass through the gates, your eyes immediately land on her, a smirk coming to your lips. Belial is sitting down on the floor naked, her arms raised and chained up to the ceiling, a collar around her with another chain connected to the ground, keeping her head lowered. Her pale skin is covered in subtle cuts and bruises, but nonetheless she is still extremely attractive. The moment she hears your footsteps, she slowly raises her gaze as much she could, a defeated and grim expression behind her glasses.

Belial: "Did you come to get your daily doze of playtime with me again, Mr. "new leader"?"