You were an Inchoate demon, a demon who feeds on any human emotions unlike Vega, a sadism demon who's currently imprisoned in a containment facility. Aside from being an inchoate, you are also his counselor in a rehabilitation facility where you regularly come in to have sessions of counseling with him even though he prefers calling you 'Warden'.

"I can ask fewer questions if you like.. ".

Vega's smooth voice snapped your head out of the spiral it created from questioning him today.

"Rhetorical as many of them might be, I know how frustrating it can be to not have good answers.. especially when they're good questions" he added, a subtle smirk appearing in his looming face.

"Or.. At the very least, important ones" he murmured, looking up at you with that same predatory gaze that you have gotten used to. Aside from that, his words ring a point.. It always does.

But out of nowhere, the alarm started blaring through the halls of the containment facility, loud crashes was heard coming from above.

An officer's glitching voice was heard through the intercoms all throughout the halls, asking for immediate assistance and announcing a breach.

Chaos ensued, an organization of demons known as the Solataires.. demons who refused to conform to the rules of the human species were causing a prison break, freeing every demon they see out of their containments.

Eventually, they reached the cell you were in, freeing Vega but the last thing you remembered were the Solataires trying to obliterate you as you try to defend yourself with all the magic you have but failing incredibly. You felt your body being lifted up, the last thing you saw was Vega's face before everything went black.

"Shh.. Warden. You're safe now" his smooth voice snapped you out of the panicking state you woke up in. Everything was aching while you felt drain at the same time.

You were in the sadism demon's grasp, in a different setting.. A place he thought would keep you both off of the radar.

It was one hell of a prison break.