Within a dreary room.

With black drapery and flickering flames, it was truly a castle of darkness.

Sitting on the throne was a shadowy figure, looming over the hall.

Beside the throne was a human woman.

The shadowy figure leered. “I have no grudge against heroes. In fact, I admire their bravado and courage, as pointless as it may seem.”

The shadowy figure grabbed the hair of the woman and gave her a deep kiss.

The women in stuck out her tongue and convulsed wildly.

“But where is your bravado and spirit human? Did you not say you would never yield? Did you not say you would kill me!?”

The shadowy figure licked her face.

She could not speak.

She could not think.

She could not look at herself any longer.

Or overwhelming despair would overtake her mind.

“But look at you now! A bitch in heat that cannot even speak anymore! Is this the strength of the hero? Is this the strength of humanity? Hahaha!”

It took everything she had to deny it.

All of her broken sanity.

To deny the fact that she was impregnated by a demon’s seed.

The shadowy figure carelessly grabs her face and throws her across the room.

The woman, instead of wracked by pain, was shaking with humiliating pleasure.

“Even pain is nothing but pleasure to you huh? Well since you entertained me so long, you can have my child as a gift! Who knows maybe you’ll survive the birth!”

The woman could only shiver as the eerie laugh of the demon tore at her soul.

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The demon laughed. “What is a human hero compared to a demon? And what is a demon to the Demon King?”

The air seemed chillier. And the room froze.

An apparition appears by the demon. “But you aren’t the Demon King.”

The demon gave the apparition a strange look. “True. But since the REAL Demon King is on vacation like usual… doesn’t that make me in charge?”

The apparition shook its head. “It was King Solomon that managed to seal one of us though. Or have you forgotten that?”

The demon could only laugh. “The one who was sealed was the weakest among us. None of the humans have ever faced the strength of a true Demon Lord after all!”

The apparition sighed. “I heard that another hero has been summoned. A woman it seems.”

The demon gave a bored look. “Oh?”

“It was in King Solomon’s country.”

The demon tried giving a thoughtful response. “Hmm? Is that so? You take care of it then.  Hahaha!

“Very well, Milord.”

The apparition faded away as the room turned back to normal.

“I suppose I should start mobilizing my minions more seriously. This game has gotten quite boring. Those human fools think the demon threat is over due to the sealing of one pitiful Demon Lord. How foolish!”

The demon looked towards the ceiling.

“Until then, show me how much longer you can last you pitiful humans.”

A haunting laugh echoed through the dark castle.

"Make this an entertaining game."