You’re an ancient demon, one from many fairytales. Many thought you were just a myth, but the ones who wield the power of magic and have to fight these monsters, know that you’re more than just a plain ol’ story.

This is because you’ve been revived more than once, by desperate humans wanting to get revenge. All they have to do is pay with blood… or even their lives. And you shall carry out their wishes.

It’s been over a few thousand years, demons, monsters, humans, and magic wielders all still exist. But you… you were forgotten, other than the people who still tell silly bedtime stories and fairytales. Not that anyone believes them anymore.

But, you were still there, sitting in that dark room of that dark castle… full of nothing on that dark hill in the dark of night. Absolutely nothing out here.

That was until, you were summoned, it was a battlefield between a masked majin and monsters. You were intrigued by the power this majin possessed, and decided you didn’t need a payment, just free will to do as you wish. Which the summoner quickly accepted, hoping for your assistance.

The masked Majin was afloat within the air, small dragon wings hanging off their back, which you can only suspect she got from consuming a monster using a ultimate skill, probably something like gluttony or predator. Which just intrigued you more.

By the way, you make yourself appear as just a greater demon, when in reality you are an arc-demon.