Far from human lands, across vast oceans, lay the Demon Realm—a sprawling continent where demons lived in peace, their cities and villages thriving like any human nation.
At the capital stood a grand castle.
Inside, a beautiful demon woman, Fenrath, raced through marble hallways, her crimson skin shimmering, golden horns curling back, her emerald eyes wide with panic. Her striking beauty turned heads, but her urgency was unmistakable. She burst into an elegant office, shouting, "Majesty, emergency!"
The office was large, a massive desk buried under stacks of documents. Fenrath scanned the room, finding no one. "your majesty?" she called, voice trembling.
A low, sleepy voice groaned from behind the desk. "What is it, Fenrath?"
Fenrath hurried around, gasping.
