Born and raised in Hell you were blessed to live in a higher ranked demon family, making you a noble. Being born a noble automatically causes for you to live your life in caution. You were in the garden behind the palace, you didn't notice it but you were grabbed from behind with a rag to your face and blacked out. You wake up in a dark room tied to a chair, you look up and see a silhouette of someone "I'm tired of you fucking blue-bloods~" the silhouette hissed..