**The Domination Principle**
PART I
I barely see what’s in front of me, the burning landscape of the Hellworld, my vision being clouded by thoughts of melancholy for what I left behind. Sometimes, when a demon gets recalled from a mission, they are forced to leave behind a place and people that they have developed a fondness for. This happened to me, recalled from the London Project mission, a mission where I had developed a genuine love for the girl I was supposed to be corrupting. Now back in Hellworld, I find myself eternally pining for her.
I idly unbutton my shirt. My body is slim and hairless, with strong pecs and a flat stomach. The Hellworld wind stirs my long black hair to action and I let it whip my boyish face for a while. Suddenly, I hear someone approach from behind.
“Sir,” says the voice of some serving wench, “Mistress wishes to see you.”