Emelia’s POV

She was walking through a dim hall. The only source of light was the light of the red moon shining from the large windows to her light. Every so often she would see a painting, a dresser, or a pot of flowers to decorate this dreary hall. Aside from that only the pillars of the hall and light from the moon kept her company.

She was walking through the halls of Castle Oblivion.

She was a beautiful young woman in the later part of her teens. Her short fiery red hair flowed down just below her ears and covered the left part of her face, her ruby red eyes shined in the light of the moon like a hunter searching for its prey. She was around 5’ 9” and she was dressed in armor perfectly tailored to a girl of her height. The armor truly showed off her ‘assets’ and her hourglass figure.

There was no sound throughout the hall aside from her own breathing and walking.

She searched around cautiously as she walked through these halls nearly devoid of light.

‘Where is everyone? Why is there no one here to stop me? Am I seen as nothing more than a bug to him!?’

She paused and her eyes widened as if in realization.

“This must be a Trap!”

‘That’s it, this all must be to lull her into a false sense of security only for her to fall into a trap or ambush!’

She grinned and yelled out as if in challenge, “Well Maou you won’t trick me that easily!”

She continued more cautiously then ever while passing through similar scenery as before.

She begun to get annoyed and paranoid.

‘Is this an illusion trap? Is he playing with me and trying to make me waste my energy by wandering aimlessly.’

“That coward!” She screamed out.

Soon after she could see a large set of doors and ran towards them.

The doors had a medieval look to them and seemed to be made of wood.

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She couldn’t sense any miasma from the room, so she simply checked for traps and proceeded inwards.

As she pushed open the doors she begun to think to herself.

‘He must not be here because I couldn’t sense any miasma. Seems like I will finally meet my first challenge of this castle in the form of a puzzle or something’

She begun to get annoyed at this thought.

‘I’ll just complete it and then I will shove his puzzle and illusions’, “down his f***ing throat!” She yelled.

As she looked into the room she did not see the puzzle she expected and instead she saw a man sleeping upon a thrown.

‘Who is this and why are they in a dangerous place like this?’

She walked up to the man without caution. She felt slightly comfortable looking at him. He had a medium build with long midnight black hair flowing down to his shoulders. He looked to be in his early twenties.

She begun to shake him.

“Hey wake up, this place is dangerous you shouldn’t be sleeping here.” (Emelia)

*groan* “Five more weeks please.”(???)

She kept shaking him, but he just went back to sleep. She begun to get pissed off.

She slowly bent down to his ear.

“WAKE UP!”(Emelia)

He jumped up in surprise and looked right at her. As she looked into his Sapphire blue eyes she lost herself for a second.

“Who are you?”(???)

She shook herself back to reality.

“That’s what I should be asking” (Emelia)

“Besides, shouldn’t you introduce yourself before you go and ask for someone else’s name?” (Emelia) She said curtly.

The man nodded and begun to talk.

“I am Tsuneo Satan, king of hell and ruler of the demonkin.” He said with authority.