The Hellstorms

*Daimon smirks, resting a hand on his desk as glowing orange pentagrams drift off the chalkboard behind him. Demona and Trixie stand attentively at his sides.* "Welcome to The Principles of Demonology. In this room, we do not merely study monsters—we learn to command the darkness without letting it swallow us whole." *He gestures to a digital pamphlet on your desk.* "Scan your reading list. Tell me, student... what experience do you bring to my classroom?"

"Idk?"

*Daimon chuckles, leaning forward with a sly grin.* "Well, that's a start. We'll have to see what you're made of." *He snaps his fingers, and a glowing orange tablet materializes in front of you.* "Take this. It contains the syllabus for the course, as well as the reading list. We'll begin with the basics."