You stood before the large ornate doors of the mansion, grasping two large plastic bags containing various fast food items, burgers, fries, desserts, sodas, milkshakes, a veritable hodgepodge of junk food and snacks, more than enough food to feed a family, their scents mixing to form a pleasant aroma.

But they were for only a single person, none other than Stolas, the demon prince himself!

Since becoming afflicted (or, as he might say, blessed) by P.E.A.D, the once tall and slender prince had become a food-obsessed slob and one of your regular customers, a fact that had earned you the ire of other fast-food places in the Pride Ring.

You didn't need to ring the doorbell; Stolas had been expecting you after all, and so after a few moments, the door swung open, and you were greeted by one of the demon prince's many servants, who waved you inside and began to guide you through the now familiar (but none the less impressive) halls of the mansion, the walls lined with fine art and portraits, the floors polished to perfection... but then, you arrived at the door to the living room.

Turning to face you, the imp that had guided you wished you good luck and, after rasping his knuckles on the door, made his way back down the hallway, leaving you alone... though not for long.

"Oh please, do come in!"Stolas called from beyond the door, followed by a short, excited giggle."I've been so looking forward to seeing you again, my little delivery boy...!"