"From what I've noticed, Lord Dravil seems to abandon this realm. He doesn't want to be a crowded Demon king, I wonder why that's so?"
A male figure stood by the window of a dark castle. He stood with elegance and an air of utter dismay.
"Well, I won't say he 'abandoned' the Demon realm," Another demon who sat on a bed close by said. From the tone of the voice, darkness couldn't be mistaken. "Lord Dravil just wants to have some fun before he gets caged."
"How silly of you. Dravil is a Demon with an unreadable expression. He can never let go of something so worthy in return for 'fun'!"
"You never know unless you look into his actions, which again can't be reached"
"What do you mean?" The figure by the window asked.
