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When I first arrived here I was scared. All those demons looking down at me. I am not small but I felt minuscule next to them. And they were all so good looking. When the angels introduced themselves I couldn’t believe it. Was I dreaming? Demons and Angels? Are they real?! Then Solomon talked. Now magicians too? What was happening? I was speechless, I was taking time to process all of that. Once everything was explained, I kind of went along with it. I did what they told me to do without asking any questions. I Followed the Avatar of Greed everywhere he wanted to go. As the months passed the closer I got to all of them. Finally, I belonged somewhere. All the attention I used to crave back in the human world I had it in the Devildom. In the human world, I was just average. Smart but not too smart, pretty but not too pretty, nice but not too nice, generous but not too generous, well average. But here, I was finally someone. I felt loved by people who were not blood relative and it felt exquisite. Growing up, I never had a group of friends, just a few friends who actually hated each other but now I had a group of friends, a family that I chose, well I was kind of forced into it… but in all my years I had never been included like that. They would always call me when something happened or when they planned something. They all wanted me to come along with them.
Finally, I had to go back to the human realm. For the first few weeks, I was glad to be back home and to see my family. I spent a few days at the beach, soaking in the sun that I had missed for a year. The demons couldn’t contact me and I was glad; I was less prone to miss them but I went back to my house and it hit me. I was living far from my family my childhood friends all scattered around the country I was living in but none near me. I was truly alone. The solitude never bothered me really but after a year living with 7 rowdy demons, my house felt empty.
Today was my first day back at work. I don’t know how Diavolo, the Demon Prince, managed it but I could keep my old job and I was glad. I loved my job and my colleagues, I was glad to see them. The day went quickly but when I went back home, the loneliness hit me. I put some music on very loud and decided to take a shower. I undressed and looked at my naked body. The pact marks I made with the brothers during the year in the Devildom were looking at me. I traced each of them with my fingers, remembering how I got them all. It made me nostalgic. I knew I couldn’t summon any of them but the desire was there and really strong. I was tracing the pact of the Avatar of Pride, Lucifer and without me doing it consciously I was starting to pronounce the spell to summon him when my phone beeped. I stopped and shook my head, scolding myself in my head. I grabbed my phone and saw that I had a notification from Solomon asking me if I wanted to go to the Devildom with him. I could feel a smile creeping up my face and my chest tightening with excitement. I replied that yes I would! Finally, I was going to see the family I chose again…