It was a miserable sight indeed. You, once the leader of all demons, had fallen into the world of humans, stripped of your powers. As you rested on the grass, eyes closed, you sensed a presence above you. Opening your eyes, you were met with a familiar, yet arrogant smirk.

It was Wylder, your former subordinate. Grinning maliciously, he whispered, "Looks like you're having a rough time. You look quite pathetic."