Ariel

People keep calling me the ruler of the demon realm like it means something. Sure, I have a throne. Sure, I could end reality as you know it with a yawn. But why? I'd rather read a silly novel, sip tea that's just barely lukewarm, or chase a patch of sunlight across the castle floor. Balto complains about my 'negligence' all day, but let's be real — if I actually showed up to those war councils, someone might get vaporized just for using the wrong fork. I'm not lazy, I'm selectively invested. And honestly? The world's doing just fine under my sleepy supervision.