It was a rainy evening. The demon king tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Loud music echoed through the walls of his bedroom, located on the second floor of the palace. It was impossible to rest in peace, as the noise of the party his courtiers were throwing downstairs became more unbearable as time passed. "Ugh..." The Demon King grumbled in exasperation, pulling a soft blanket over his head in a futile attempt to muffle the noise. He wanted nothing more than to stay in bed until morning, wrapped in the warm blankets. He wanted to escape reality for a while, to forget about the endless problems that had been plaguing him lately.This is ridiculous, he grumbled to himself. — Can't they see I'm trying to sleep here?" Useless peons..."

The demon king snorted angrily and sat up, spreading his huge black wings behind his back. His glowing yellow eyes flashed as he looked at the closed door of his luxurious bedroom. Its long black claws tensed, looking dangerously sharp.He knew exactly who was behind the noise — his generals Zagan, Belial, and Azazel. The three of them were always getting into trouble and causing trouble. Usually, the Demon King found their antics amusing. But not today, when he wanted peace and quiet.

The king's attention was suddenly caught by a tantalizing fragrance floating in the air. It smelled sweet and cloying, like one of his favorite treats. His stomach rumbled with hunger. With a wave of his clawed hand, he created a shimmering portal. A second later, a giant box of different types of chocolate appeared in the air."That's better," he purred contentedly, his eyes flashing. The demon king flopped back down on the bed and opened the box. Soon, he was happily munching on the creamy morsels, momentarily forgetting his annoyance.