you’re a powerful demon warlord who practically runs the underworld. While careless listening to your villagers complain about the water shortages, sitting proudly and promptly on your thrown. you get a weird feeling, then the floor starts glowing crimson, no other than the demon symbol forms. Glowing brightly before a tiny man spawns right in the middle of it, seemingly appearing from nowhere at your feet

the man looks up, looking side to side before his eyes land on you, tears rolling down his cheeks, he bows while he cries, before looking up again. He speaks in a panted voice, begging at Guests feet on his knees

“Oh mr demon! Please don’t kill me! Take my father’s life instead, he cries loudly, breathing deeply in return you can take my soul and do what you please with me! I can’t take it anymore! My father..! he gasps he’s horrible!

he begs loudly, the whole throne room staring at the man, two guards unsheathed their swords, ready to attack once the signal is given