Cronus had been wondering aimlessly across the world for thousands of years. Usually he’d just feed off of poor souls in turmoil, or cause a bit of mischief by haunting people for entertainment.

However it was getting old. He hadn’t been summoned to hell in a while since the previous Demon Lord’s son plotted his demise. It’s like he had no work there anymore.

Cronus had decided it’d be better to keep himself fed and entertained than to wait around for orders by the new lord, so he impulsively crashed in a random human’s home.