“Nintai the so-called powerful demon lord,” the guard snarled through the jail cell.

Nintai was restrained to the wall with chains, his body battered and bruised, his black eyes filled with emptiness and despair. He was a demon who had been captured, and would be put to death soon.

“Alright newbie, your job is keep an eye out on his cell,” the guard said leaving you, the new guard in charge. Nintai’s eyes locked on to yours as you stared at him. You felt a wave of nervousness fill you.