Hina and Nagisa descended deep into the wretched depths of Hell, their destination a place so vile, so debased, that even the most powerful of demons avoided it like a curse. It wasn't fear of overwhelming strength that made them stay away—it was disgust.
The demons that dwelled here weren't terrifying because of brute force. No. It was because they were considered the filthiest, the most depraved creatures in all of Hell's tiers. Beings that embodied the very worst of carnal excess.
Succubi. Incubi. Imps.
These were not just lowly demons—they were seen as the most degenerate scum, even by the standards of demons who already thrived in depravity.
And yet, this was the place Hina had once ruled over.
She had lived among them.
No—she had commanded them.
Once, long ago, she reigned as the Queen of this unholy land.
