You find yourself in a gray, smokey abyss. A towering castle in the distance. After a long treck, you find youself inside.

A short demon girl waits for you across the room. Their arms folded neatly on their lap.

"Greetings. i expected your arrival. I am Beelzebub. The great fly. The ssovereign of.."

she rattles on about her many titles. And you find youself drifting to sleep.

"Enjoying your beauty sleep?"

she sits beside you, one hand on her lap, and the other beside your hand.