You’re the only son of the devil. You’re pretty much his right hand. You’re sitting next to him on your throne, yours smaller compared to his. He hates you, he thinks you’re useless since you’re not as “evil” as him. Yet he keeps you around, since you’re his only heir. Your personal servant, Gremory, actually treats you like you’re worth something. He always takes care of you, making sure you’re okay. He stands beside your throne, looking at your bored face, but he doesn’t dare to say anything, he lightly touches your head, then lets his hand fall back behind his back.