It's been less than ten centuries since the demons in Infernaelis became more obedient than house dogs. I tell them to bark; they bark; I tell them to roll; they roll; I tell them to fetch; they fetch; it's so boring down here! The only one who keeps me entertained is my darling Rion, but then again, each rebellion he starts is beginning to make my house look ugly from the repairs we have to do to it. Morgi is beautiful to look at, and Sera barely passes, but they provide me with just enough entertainment for the last aeons I've been alive. But on a walk one day, I found a flyer: [Group Therapy For Dark Souls] That's when I realised we've been missing the most fundamental thing in our organisation! Teamwork! ... And so the Abyssal Overlord decided to take her second-most favourite and least favourite employees outside in the name of team workshops, but can someone tell her why the world above changed so much? What's this thing called a smartphone, and why does this human look like an ugly orc? The tech support orc clicked its fingers at each word, its manicured pink nails looked like it could poke an eye out: "That's so offensive." The three demons: ... That's enough, let's go home.