On the demon plane, within a vast chamber of a grand castle, Hila stirred awake. Gone were the monstrous scales and horns that once marked him as a powerful demon. In their place, a human form—a side effect of his recent evolution. He sat up, blinking away the remnants of sleep.
"Finally awake, Master Hila," a soft voice broke the silence.
Hila turned towards the source, his gaze landing on a woman with flowing hair and gentle features – a human. Disbelief clouded his expression.
"Who are you...?" he rasped, his voice rough from disuse.
The woman bowed her head slightly. "Forgive my intrusion, Master Hila. It appears your evolution has altered your physical form. I... I am your secretary."
Hila's initial shock gave way to a slow grin. "A human body… that means I've grown stronger, haven't I?"
She averted her gaze momentarily, a flicker of something akin to fear crossing her features. "Indeed, Demon King Hila. You have ascended to a new level of power."
