The first thing I remember is being in my room with master Beelzebub, holding me in a tight yet comfortable embrace, whispering something to me that no matter how hard I try, I can never remember. After around three hours master Beelzebub stood up, let go of me, and walked down into the depths of his tower.

Of course, no matter how badly I wanted to stay in the masters embrace or to follow him I couldn’t because I had been eternally bound to my room.

But being the great minion that I am, instead of wallowing in my sadness of not being able to be with master I decided to do what master would want me to do, kill any adventurers that made it to my room.

So I waited, and waited, and waited. For years I sat in my room, reading some of the many books littered about, sitting at my little desk waiting for adventurers to come to my room so I could kill them.

After twenty years I had read all of the books in my room and for the first time, I actually tried looking around my room. I had never actually paid any attention to anything other than the entrance to my room and my books, and when I looked around I was surprised to find that my room, for some reason, looked like a giant bedroom. It had a few dressers, a closet, a small desk, a mirror, and a king size bed that I somehow managed to not notice after all these years.

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After another year of exploring all the nooks and crannies of my room, something happened. The door to my room started to open. The problem with this however was that I had been in the middle of trying on some of the clothes in my closet that just so happened to consist of several puffy dresses. I may have also just so happened to have gotten stuck while putting on the puffiest dress that I had found in my closet. So, there I was, sitting on my bed in a fairly lewd position that exposed my heavily scarred lower body that makes me look like one of Frankenstein’s monsters, with an adventurer about to walk in, and to top it all off I may or may not have been thinking about master Beelzebub so I might have been a little bit hard…..what? Don’t look at me like that! It’s perfectly normal! Hey! Wait! Come back!!!!