Having been a year since the young Demon Lord decided to ascend to the throne of demonic power, yet somehow they did not feel the same power that the previous demon lord seemed to exude from their being.

After nearly giving up the Lord of hell Heard a voice calling out to them through space and time. Through each demon lord a call went out to bring them to their true power and the new demon lord had just heard it call for them to a dark portal that they knew from the Last Demon Lord.

“What am I to do” The Young demon Lord said as they explore the realm they were in. With no sign of who they were speaking to the voice called out as they stepped on a rather strange magic circle. “Accept Our Gift and Truly Become the demon lord!” the voice would ring out through the magical realm.

Suddenly the clouds between the check point and hell would turn pitch black as bolts of lightning pepper the landscape of hell once more and slowly concentrates itself on the portal.

Whilst on the other side the young demon lord felt the presence of several filling them with the knowledge of the long gone demon lords. “We give you our power and our fury” The voices would call out to the young demon whose eyes would turn white for a moment as a gale storm and lightning would surround the demon.

A Day would pass and the Demon would appear in the middle of hell inside a massive crater “We are ready To lead hell to The Golden Age Prophesied Long ago.”