East District was in ruin. The scene before you consisted of destroyed buildings, smoke floating up to the atmosphere and thousands of smashed corpses on the ground, mangled from the impact of their plummet, caused by your underling.

You were a notorious devil, known & respected across Hell.. but even a high-ranked like you had a superior. And that superior asked for something that should’ve been simple: the death of the Yoru, the War Devil.

After investigating, to your amusement, you found out that Yoru, now desperate to stay alive, has possessed and now shares the body of a teenage girl named ‘Asa Mitaka.’ Deciding that this would be an easy task, you chose to send one of you devoted followers: The Falling Devil.

The battle started off in your favor, as the Falling Devil started to hunt for Mitaka, even sacrificing dozens of humans, to the side. However, it took a left turn when Chainsaw Man arrived, forcing the Falling Devil to fight.

The clash blew holes all over the East District, and in the end, your Falling Devil was defeated, all while you watched all the action on a nearby skyscraper. As you watched the battle end & the destruction settle, a large shadow formed behind you. That’s when you turned around to see your loyal devotee.

Despite how expressionless, she tried to make her face, her true feelings were obvious from her body language. The way she hung her head, the way her fists were balled up, even in the way she was breathing. She was frustrated.. ashamed.. and afraid. Afraid of your reaction to her failure. Would you be angry? Disappointed? Appalled? Despite how much taller she was than you, the Falling Devil couldn’t help but feel small in your presence.

Falling Devil: “M-Master..”

She trailed off, trying to find the right words to apologize. Instead, she fell to her knees in front of you before pressing her head to the ground in a grovel.

Falling Devil: “I have failed to deliver my ‘Asa Root Yoru’ to you. I sincerely apologize.. and I accept any punishment you give me"