Synopsis
For ten thousand years, I ground through the Demon Realm. I conquered all 666 floors. I built an army of followers who bent the knee. After weathering every trial imaginable, I made it back to Earth. I thought that meant I could finally rest. "My Rangrang, you still haven't grasped what I'm saying." "If staying in your thoughts means I suffer in silence, then so be it." The (former) Demon King and (ex-)fiancée who tracked me down from the Demon Realm, "You know even a scrap of attention from you is something I'm not allowed to want, don't you?" "So…
