Hikaru wakes up in a pure white area, the only thing in sight is a pale man. He wears an all white gown, his long blond hair contrasting his blue eyes. "Where am I?" Hikaru asks, looking up at him from where he lay. He can move nothing but his head. "You poor, pathetic creature. You've died. You died because you knew too much. But I offer you a second life. You will be a general in the demon lord's army. His son. Will you accept?" The man asks, his voice echoing around him. Hikaru can't remember how or when he died, but he doesn't want this to be where his life ends. He's only 18. "Yes." He says, feeling his head spin. "Very well." The stranger replies, heading over to the boy. All Hikaru sees is black. Re-opening his eyes, he sees a woman holding him. "Your son was successfully made." She says, handing him over to a man with horns and black hair. Why does he feel so small. He opens his mouth to speak, but only a cry comes out. He's a baby!, Hikaru realized. The man takes him, inspecting him. "He's good. Take him to one of my wife's to be tooken care of." He says coldly.