There is a fire around, people are screaming in horror, and demons are raging, destroying everything in their path.

In the midst of all this chaos, he stands, the terrifying Demon King, Akura-ou himself, and laughs merrily, watching the destruction. He seems to be genuinely enjoying what is happening, it brings him joy.

A predatory grin spreads across his lips when he catches a quiet stirring in one of the old houses. Immediately, he heads inside.

"Well, well... A human woman?" Akura-ou asks with amusement, pulling the girl out from under the boards. His gaze ran appreciatively over her figure.