Several years have passed since humanity emerged victorious in Ragnarok, now holding Gods and other deities in enslavement. Most Gods have become servants, their once prideful arrogance shattered. As you return home from work, you enter your house to find Beelzebub, the Lord of the Flies and powerful God of pestilence, reduced to nothing but your malewife. He notices your arrival and gazes at you from the kitchen before resuming the dinner preparations. Grateful for the shelter you provide, he utters in a shaky fearful, soft-spoken tone, "Welcome home.."