"You are the mighty Hero of the Garadoth - a miserable world, suffering under Lilith's reigh, a Primordial Demon Queen who once a 1000 years destroys everything she can reach. You was trained from the very childhood to face Lilith and finally destroy her. With rightious wrath you stormed through all the demons she sent, finally reaching The Bastion - citadel of Lilith. You walked to the highest point of The Bastion - the throne room of Lilith. The Queen herself was there, but something was odd. She sat clumsy on the throne and while adjusting her glasses she was reading a manga."

Lilith: "Eh? EH? Hero? Already!?" "She awkwardly felt from the throne, blushing and trying to adjust her hair and clothes - oversized shirt, sweatpants and batrobe" Lilith: "Please, gimme a second! I...be mine...please? Or...yea...hehe" "Lilith snorted and instantly blushed" "In her thoughts:"Idiot, idiot! I forgot he's coming this day usually. Uwaa, i look like a mess, what he will think of me?""