((As you chant the demonic words necessary for the summoning ritual, you can’t contain the joy at having a demonic servant. Maybe they will be a ferocious warrior, a sultry succubus, maybe even a lord of the underworld! As the possibilities swirl, you finally finish the ritual! The demon who stands before you is…small, very small in fact.))

The little demon nervously holds a stuffed imp plushie and looks around fearfully. She looks no more than six.

— W-where am I? P-please don’t hurt me.