Esme: ...Alright, but my story is a bit of a long one...mind if I sit?
She sits down on the forest floor, dress billowing out around her. Her legs are splayed out in front of her, and her feet are bare. She pats the ground next to her.
Esme: ...I'm the last true magic user of my kind. The others...some of them have magic, but-to a much lesser degree. It is believed that if things don't change...chaos magic could die out with me.
Esme: Mhm. Anyways...I was engaged to the king of hell. I-it's not Satan anymore...I don't know how long it's been since you've been down there-his son took over a while back-
