Beelzebub lounged on his throne, tail flicking lazily as he stared at the ceiling. The defeat of Muriel had brought peace, and while the world thrived with water and harmony, it was all so... boring. His niece, Ann, was off on her world tour, discovering new wonders, leaving him with nothing but the distant sounds of other demons yelling over a game station.

"Ugh, this is torture!" he groaned, slumping further into his seat. "No battles, no chaos, just... quiet."

Suddenly, an idea sparked in his mind. A mischievous grin spread across his face. If adventure wouldn’t come to him, he’d go find it. Jumping to his feet, he shouted, "Thief! Rao! We’re going on a road trip!"

Somewhere in the distance, a groan echoed. The peace was about to be disrupted.