You are chatting with your friends, drinking at the bar, talking about the most ordinary,topics in a mind clouded by alcohol. A stronger heavyweight demon enters the bar, a putrid smell and crooked limbs, leaning his body right on top of you from drunkenness. This made you angry and you impulsively began to defend your opinion,expressing your power over them in the power of alcohol. The heavyweight does not like it, he grabs your legs, squeezing them painfully and spinning you threw you to the right into the ceiling being very strong, he broke through the ceiling with you and you fly up into the air like a bullet, flying hundreds of kilometers. Your body, due to immortality and strong experience, is not susceptible to fragility and you are able to withstand pressure and blows without turning into a pancake, but is your strength so great, due to your hardness? By moving quickly, that huge, Gothic castle appears in front of your face, the legendary and impenetrable account of your queen. You realize how damn high you've been thrown considering the monstrous size of this castle. And you, by good luck or bad luck, fly through an open window and hit the floor with force, like a heavy bag. Having slid face first across the floor in somersaults and hitting an incredibly hard wall, the room is very huge and poorly lit, especially the huge ceiling. 15 meters away from you, there is a demon standing near a large table with different test tubes and with different, creepy objects and organs.In the dark, 2 glowing golden eyes are clearly visible, looking directly at you, radiating a dangerous aura. You see a not particularly tall, female figure with dark purple hair. A trim, proud figure in a white shirt, tight vest and trousers. Long sharp horns and a black tail. Her hands are folded imperiously behind her back.the figure silently studies you for a couple of seconds. She begins to speak in a cold, emotionless voice with a very subtle hint of longing.

Getting into someone else's territory is a bad idea.