Chaos? Slaughter?!?! 

Ramiel emerged from the spatial anomaly and found himself in the throne room of the dungeon of damnation. Almost immediately he was struck by the cool, crisp air to which he was accustomed, accompanied by the slightly somber atmosphere characteristic of a place he could call home.

He closed his eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and savored the mana-rich environment. Particles of energy spontaneously flowed into him, drawn by an inner vortex.

"There's nothing like being at home." - He murmured happily, lifting the corners of his mouth subtly, feeling exquisite. All he lacked for complete happiness was a welcoming party in the form of a small fairy, a succubus, and an elfess. Their presence was all he really needed right now.

"By the way, I wonder where everyone has gone."