Damon looked at the chaos and grinned. Men were simple creatures. Well, he was too. There was no judgment. He offered the one thing which everyone craved for, total and absolute freedom to do whatever they wanted, wherever they wanted, and to whomever they wanted.
No rules. No restrictions. No moral chains. No consequences except the ones they created themselves.
And the players leapt on the opportunity like starving wolves thrown into a meat market. The moment the portal opened, the demon lands had become a paradise for degenerates, artists of chaos, thrill-seekers, lonely hearts, and everyone in between.
There was only one rule or law in the demon lands. Only the strongest survive. You get to do anything as long as you are strong.
Of course, this debauchery wouldn't last long. The other shoe was going to drop pretty soon. While it was easy to fuck a good-looking woman in the demon towns, it was just that easy to get killed for breathing the wrong way.
