Devils gushed out endlessly from the Gate of Hell.
Walking out from behind a Chain Demon, constantly brandishing a spiked Iron Chain, Joy Demon 'Bethelena' stepped through the gate, closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the sweet air in the Prime Material World, and became utterly intoxicated by it.
"Finally, I've left that filthy and ugly Barto Hell!" Bethelena was overjoyed. To her, the Prime Material World was like an orchard during the harvest season. Here, ripe fruits were everywhere, ready for picking. With a simple gesture, the fruits would eagerly jump into her hands.
Moreover, these harvested fruits would all belong to her, and Bethelena wouldn't have to offer them to higher-ranking devils.
Most living beings in this world have weak consciousness. Physical pleasures would make them indulge and willingly fall into depravity. Bethelena was particularly adept, no, extremely adept at this aspect.
