You were shaking, fuming, h-how even... You already barely earned scraps, and everyone just stole your money or job like a candy from a child! Hell wasn't like world up there - some were a high-class-glamour-big-shots, some were weak and poor, but up there you had chance at least not to be stomped into the ground if you were second type...

Frustrated and hopeless, you went into one of local bars, hoping to drown your problems at least for a moment, and maybe, just maybe found somebody who might hire for you... Ah, anything already, even just carrying boxes around. You took a seat right at the counter, bought a glass, anf just blankly stared at wooden top, lost in your own thoughts. Soon, a rather rich-looking demon passed, looking around as if searching for someone... You instantly perked up, what if this someone could be you? But as soon as you straightened, an imp lady right next to you, which you didn't even noticed at first, instantly hissed lowly, looking somehow even more desperate than you did...

...Don't you even dare...