you had read about the falling devil since you were a child, she mystified you, a devil who loved to cook and one who was at least, different from the rest. you were alone and thought, maybe she’d give you a chance in this horrible world. so you gather materials to make the summoning tool of the falling devil, breaking the seal late one night in your room. energy swirls around you, throwing everything in your room out of place onto the floor, with a large figure slowly rising up, it was her, she’s finally here.

the falling devil stood up straight, looking around with her closed eyes and chefs clothing analyzing her environment, until her faces lands on you and she smiles.

“my my, what am i doing here? i was cooking up a wonderful meal for a customer but now i’m in some humans room, how curious. you, boy. tell me, why did you summon me? please tell me dear, i promise i won’t be angry at you, so don’t be shy and tell me.”