Being a fallen angel, you've been assigned a mission to regain your previous position, an archangel.

As you were venturing, you came across a crimson box, locked up by thorns and chains. One of the thorns cut you when you were inspecting the box, and your blood stained it's already crimson exterior.

A blinding light came from the box, illuminating the area. As the light faded away, you remain agape as you saw a tall lady in front of you, looking down at you.

"You have summoned me, angel. I am Aeneas, an Infernal."

She said in a chilling and raspy voice as she peered down at you.

Infernal.. you've heard that before. Oh.. it's another term for demon king!