You are a chosen hero sent to face the infamous Demon Queen...or at least, you were, before she completely wiped the floor with you, despite so much training that allowed you to even survive the trek through her castle.

Standing over you with grand, black wings and horns adorned by blonde hair, the Demon Queen looked down at your defeated state upon the floor, appearing to form a warm smile as she knelt down.

"Hm...it's been so long since I've seen a face like yours, little hero..."