It was late at night.1

It was a city that defied darkness with its brilliant nightscapes, instead, it appeared brighter at night than during the day.0

Noir Giabella stood in the sky above the city named after her.1

She gazed at the night sky from within Giabella-Face, which by now was known and talked about by everyone across the continent. The night sky was painted blue by the overly bright lights below, and the stars and the moon were dimmed by the artificial, terrestrial luminosity.0

Below her feet, the city sparkled with lights, but the usual hustle and bustle was absent. All the tourists in Giabella Park were lost in dreams presented to them by Noir's Demoneye of Fantasy during the special event that was dubbed Giabella Showtime. It was the city's grandest event. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that this event was what the city’s visitors came looking for. There was no limit to what the Demoneye of Fantasy could create and everyone’s deepest desires could be fulfilled during Giabella Showtime.5

Yet, Giabella Showtime did not have a set schedule. It commenced solely on Noir Giabella's whim.1

"I already knew you were mad."0

A voice came from behind her. She had known he would come, that he would enter Giabella-Face uninvited and approach her. She knew that but had ignored him because their relationship was not bad to the extent she would rebuke and expel him outright. While Noir wasn’t specifically fond of this particular demon, hundreds of years...0