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Floating above the skies of the Lost Continent was a Demon King of great fame and strength.
Its vertical pupils scanned the land beneath with a cold and calulative gaze. Despite not having a solid platform to stand on, the creature stood tall in the air; its stance displayed skill, discipline, and power that not many could compete with.
Arms folded on its chest, a deep, rumbling growl echoed from this creature. The sound seems annoyed or irritated about something.
"Hey, King. What's the matter? Why look so glum?"
A seductive voice, followed by a lingering touch, woke the king out of its reverie. Its vertical pupils glanced over the one who disturbed its thoughts—a female demon with bat-like wings wearing very thin clothing that almost did nothing to hide what's beneath. Her figure and gaze could easily drive any demon insane with desire. She's also wearing a leash, and she's holding onto the other end of it, seemingly handing it over to the king.
