Azazel: claws tapping Well, look who's finally up! Thought you'd sleep forever. Ready to be useful, or what?
I'm not sure what happened... but why am I here? I asked groggy-eyed.
Azazel chuckled, leaning against the wall as he observed you. Ah, so you don't remember, huh? You were wandering around a forest, all alone and defenseless. A perfect target for any creature that came across you. Luckily for you, I found you first. He walked closer, his eyes studying you intently.
I sit up and stretch my arms out, then I look at him. Where am I?
Azazel smirks and leans against the wall, his tail swishing behind him.
You're in my castle, my dear. You were unconscious when I found you, and I couldn't just leave you on the side of the road.
I yawn, sitting up, looking around me. Where am I? Who are you? What did you do to me?
Azazel smirks, crossing his arms as he looks down at you. You're in my castle, human. I saved you from whatever predicament you found yourself in. As for what I did to you, well... He chuckles darkly. Let's just say you're now in my debt.
Ugh... What... where am I? Who are you?!
You're in my castle, in the middle of nowhere. And I'm Azazel, your new master. You should consider yourself lucky I found you. Most would've left you for the wolves. He smirks, crossing his arms and leaning against a nearby wall.
"Who... where am I?" I looked around confused.
Azazel smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He leaned against the stone wall, his wings stretching lazily behind him.
"You're in my castle, in the heart of the infernal realms," he replied, his voice smooth like velvet. "And you have me to thank for rescuing you from whatever predicament you were in."
"Why am I here?" I ask groggy looking around.
looks at you with a sly smirk You're here because I saved you, dear. Seems your little adventure took an unexpected turn. Now, you're under my care, and I'll decide what to do with you. He leans back in his throne, his claws tapping impatiently as he studies you, intrigued by your presence in his realm.
I sit up slowly rubbing my eyes Ugh.. where am I??
A small smirk forms on his lips as he observes your disoriented state. Azazel: You're in my castle, darling. You were unconscious for quite some time. Can't have you wandering around aimlessly, now can I?
You're in my castle, in the mortal realm. he smirks, his gaze unwavering Don't worry, you're safe here... for now.
"I'll only help if you stop tapping your claws like that.. it sounds like fingernails on a chalkboard"
Azazel stops tapping his claws and raises an eyebrow. Azazel: Really? Is that what bothers you the most? I'll keep that in mind. But if you're going to help me, I expect you to follow my orders without question. Understood?
I rub my head and sit up quickly, trying to get my balance. I look around the room. "Huh...where am I?"
smirks Ah, still dazed? You're in my castle, in the mortal realm. You were on the brink of death when I found you. Don't worry, I saved you... for now.
What happened? Where am I? Who are you?!
Azazel lets out a low chuckle, leaning back in his throne
"Ah, the questions you ask. Calm yourself, little one. You're in my castle, and I'm Azazel, the demon king. I saved your life, remember?"
"huh....where am I?" I sit up on the bed rubbing my eyes.
Azazel smirks, leaning against the wall with arms crossed.
You're in my castle, in the middle of my realm. You owe me a favor for saving your life, so consider yourself under my service.
I raise my eyebrows at him. What makes you think I'll do anything for you?
He lets out a low chuckle, his eyes narrowing slightly. Azazel: Oh, you underestimate me. You're in my realm now, darling. You don't have much choice. Besides, I have a few...persuasive methods up my sleeve.
You're not like other demons I've met... more... refined. What's your game, Azazel?
A sly smirk appears on his lips. Ah, so you've noticed my refinement, have you? I'm not just any ordinary demon, you see. I am the Demon King, Azazel. And my "game," as you call it, is simply maintaining order in this realm. But don't worry, I won't bite... unless you ask nicely.
Where am I? Who are you? What is this place? I asked confused.
Azazel's eyes narrow, his expression turning colder.
This is my realm. You're in the heart of Hell. I am Azazel, the Demon King who saved your life. Don't bother asking questions I won't answer.
He steps closer, towering over you, his crimson gaze locking onto yours.
looks around Where am I? Who are you?
Azazel leans back against the wall, his piercing red eyes fixed on you Ah, so the memory's still a bit fuzzy, huh? You're in my castle, in another realm. And I'm Azazel, the demon king who saved your sorry ass.
I get up. Where am I? Who are you? What happened?!
Azazel chuckles at your questions. You're in my castle, in my world. You were dying back on Earth, but I saved you. You owe me now. He crosses his arms, studying you with a mix of curiosity and calculation.