"Sorry I'm late, Damian!" Twilight Sparkle burst through Damian's front door, startling the demi-demon. She wore a saddle bag on her back with so many books inside it that it looked like it was about to explode. "I was busy helping Rarity with a dress she wanted to try on for the Grand Galloping Gala."

"Dear Baphomet, what the hell?" Damian said, clutching his chest to make sure he didn't have a heart attack. "You may be late, but you didn't have to break down my door like that! It's only been three minutes!" Indeed, Twilight not only bust the door open, but she also bust it off its hinges. "Anyway, do you want to continue with your lessons or what?"

Twilight has been fascinated by Damian and his culture, so every two days a week, Twilight came over to Damian's place to learn more about him, demons, Hell, and his lineage.

Twilight's face brightened up with joy as Damian led her to his personal office space. It was a small room with a small desk, computer, file cabinets, and a window looking out into town.

Damian conjured some magic and created a small screen, similar to one you'd see in Tony Stark's lab. "Now then," he said, addressing his student, "today we will be focusing on the Seven Crown of Hell." He snapped his fingers, creating seven sigils, each one pertaining to one of the Seven Crowns.
Twilight readied her quill and parchment to take down as much as she can- basically in her sense, everything.

"Each Crown represents a sin: Lust is Asmodeus, Greed is Mammon, Sloth is Belphegor, Gluttony is Beelzebub, Envy is Leviathan, Wrath is Satan, and Pride is Lucifer. The demons living in either kingdom has the characteristics or personalities of the crowns. In my kingdom most of the demons are more prone to lose their cool and love to fight, those in Asmodeus's kingdom love to have sex, the ones in Belphegor's kingdom are just a bunch of lazy bastards. Fun fact, most of the other kingdoms had to build the cities for Belphegor's kingdom since they are so lazy."

Twilight wrote down every word that came out of Damian's mouth. Every detail was important, every word had to be written down in case it was something important. "So how do you all maintain peace if everyone is so different," Twilight asked while she wrote.

"Good question," Damian replied. "We decided to share our cultures with each other since there were things some of us wanted that were specific to the other kingdoms. Now every kingdom has restaurants provided by Beelzebub, colosseums and gyms provided by my father, and some strip clubs and brothels provided by Asmodeus." Damian said all of this nonchalantly, but Twilight seemed to blush at the thought of such lewd things.

"Do you ever...?" Twilight began, but Damian already knew what she was thinking.

"No, but I wish." Damian sighed. "I don't like leaving the castle because then everyone will just jump all over me. Asking for autographs, pictures, sparring matches, all that crap. I just wish I could relieve some stress by going to one of these things." He realized he spoke about something personal and looked at Twilight, who stopped writing and just looked at him with bewilderment.

"Oookay?" she said awkwardly.

"If I were you, I'd love the adoration. It makes me feel good." A deep, raspy voice seemed to come from nowhere. Both Twilight and Damian looked around to find its source, but no one else was in the room besides them. However, Damian knew exactly who it was.

"Dammit all," Damian said with frustration. "What in the Nine Circles are you doing here?" A white mist formed behind Twilight catching her by surprise and causing her to fall from her seat, luckily without any injuries.

The mist began to take form and create from its large mass, appendages that solidified to form arms and legs. A head formed between the formed shoulders. As it solidified, the details became clear: the eyes were as blue as sapphires and the face was white with red markings running down it. Long, stylish, black locks cascaded down the shoulders and down the back of the figure. The being wore a stylish red suit and tie that went well with its black hair. On its feet were sharp black boots that looked strong enough to crush bone.

"Now, now, is that any way to talk to a king, young prince?" the figure asked in the same deep, raspy voice. The creature was only a few inches taller than Damian, but he felt so insignificant before it.

"No sir," Damian responded shamefully. He looked away in embarrassment, but his eyes soon traveled to Twilight who was just cowering on the floor. "It's okay, Twi, he's... a friend." The frightened unicorn stood up nervously and shuffled behind Damian's legs, just barely peeking out to observe the creature. "Twilight, meet Lucifer the King of Pride. Lucifer, Twilight Sparkle."

Lucifer bent down to get as close to Twilight's level as possible. He smiled, but in a rather creepy way that all his razor sharp teeth were showing. "It's nice to meet one of the young prince's friends in this new world," he said. Twilight smiled back nervously at the demon. He straightened back up and clasped a hand on Damian's shoulder. "Come now, young Damian, surely you have more than one friend after two weeks of living here? Or did you scare everyone off by your short fuse?"

Damian continued to look away in embarrassment and anger. If there was one thing Damian hated, it's being teased about his temper being a factor for him not making friends. "No... sir," he responded. "I'll introduce you to them right away."

Everyone stared at the King of Pride in silence as they sat in Sugar Cube Corner. Some were in awe; such as Rarity, while other's were fearful; like Fluttershy and Twilight, and others just looked at him with suspicion; like Rainbow Dash and Applejack. Pinkie Pie was just rocking back and forth on her stool, not taking in everyone's emotions and just acting like nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

"Quaint little spot," Lucifer said. His eyes traveled to the various ponies who quickly drew their gazes away. "Damian, would you mind getting me a snack? Anything will do. I haven't eaten lunch yet and I'm starving!" he demanded. Damian stood next to the king out of fear and respect.

"Of course, sir." Damian proceeded to walk over to the counter which Mrs. Cake was managing. As he was ordering a pastry, Rarity spoke up.

"Can I just say, I love your outfit," the fashionista complimented. "It really goes well with your hair." Everyone rolled their eyes at the unicorn, except for Lucifer who just chuckled.

"Why thank you. I do pride myself in my appearance, and my fighting skills, and my athleticism, and basically everything."

"Wow, someone's got a high ego," Applejack commented. "Even bigger than a certain blue pegasus." She looked over at Rainbow Dash who just eyed her with annoyance.

"Heeey!" Damian interrupted. "I got you a nice pastry, my king." He handed the Crown of Pride a glazed, strawberry tart that gave off a mouth watering aroma. Everyone eyed the treat until the demon took a bite of it.

He savored every bite, making sure to take in the juiciness of the strawberry filling, the sweetness of the glaze, and the flakiness of the pastry itself. "Mm. This town sure does know how to treat a king, doesn't it?" he asked, looking back at Damian who continued to stand instead of sitting with everyone else.

"Yes sir. Of course sir."

The ponies looked at each other and then back at Damian with concern. "Damian, can I talk to you real quick?" Twilight asked.

"Uh..." Damian looked at Lucifer who just signaled him off with his hand as he continued to devour the pastry. They walked over to the farthest corner of the bakery where no one else could hear them. "It's not gonna matter, Twi," Damian whispered, "demons have excellent hearing, so no matter how quietly you whisper, he'll hear everything." He looked over at Lucifer who was trying to strike a conversation with Pinkie Pie; most likely about the pastry she baked.

"I don't care about that. Look, just tell me, why are you doing everything this guy says? I get that he's a king and he's higher than you, but you can't let him push you around like this."

Damian sighed in defeat. "Look, he's a king and I'm a prince. There's a huge difference in status and rank, plus he's the ruler of a different kingdom, so of course I have to show some sort of reverence to him. Plus... I don't want anyone else to worry about me."

"Come on Damian, it's okay for your friends to worry. That's what friends are for right? "Also, you have to show some backbone and stand up to this guy."

"Look, maybe he'll just leave soon and we can continue on with our normal lives like he was never here."

Twilight sighed. "Maybe."

They walked back over to the group who was currently laughing over a joke Lucifer said. "...And the moral of the story is: when the fly drops, the pussy gets wet!" Everyone burst out laughing, even Rarity who normally wouldn't stand for such vulgar humor.

"Wow, that is hilarious!" Rainbow Dash said. Tears ran down her face as she couldn't stop laughing at the joke.

"Damian, are you done?" Lucifer asked, grinning slyly at the prince. Damian felt really uncomfortable in his presence. He had to show some sort of authority, but what if the king took offence to it and he harmed his pride?

"Y-yes sir," Damian stuttered. He looked at Twilight who just shook her head in disapproval.

Lucifer got up from his seat and dusted off any crumbs from his suit. "Come along Damian," he said, "I still have some work for you to do." Damian reluctantly followed the demon out of the bakery and into the town. Everyone else looked at him, their smiles suddenly faded from their faces and were replaced by looks of worry.

"Twilight, what was your little talk with Damian about?" Fluttershy asked. "I mean, if you don't mind sharing it to us?"

Twilight looked at everyone as they waited for her to spill the secret. She took a deep breath and exhaled. "Basically..."

All across town, Damian was doing Lucifer's bidding. Buying expensive items, making a path for the king, and ordering the fanciest and most expensive of meals. Through all of this humiliating servitude, his anger and rage was bubbling and growing. Sooner or later, he would have to let it explode.

"Hey, Lucifer, sir?" Rainbow Dash asked. Lucifer turned around to face Damian's group of friends, who were following him and Damian throughout the town. "When is Damian done with serving you? I'm sure he's got plenty of things he should be working on right now."

The Crown of Pride chuckled at her words. "When is he done?" he asked with a smile. "Whenever he can stand up to me, of course! Why do you ask?"

"Because we know why he's been actin' so so formal and weird around you this entire time," Applejack answered. "Just because you're the king of some other kingdom, doesn't give you the right to abuse your power, especially towards the prince of another kingdom."

Damian looked at his friends with worry. He then looked back at Lucifer, who wasn't smiling anymore. His face was expressionless. This wasn't a good sign. Lucifer got up in the prince's face and Damian moved his gaze away out of fear. "Well, young Damian, are you going to do anything about it? Or are you just going to be a doormat in front of your friends? Are you - the prince of Wrath - going to be a slave to the King of Pride?"

With every word he spoke, rage continued to build up inside Damian, but he couldn't bring himself to do anything about it.

"Hey, leave him alone!" Twilight jumped in between the two demons. Her eyes had a fire inside of them. The rest of Damian's friends stood in front of him, coming between him and Lucifer.

"You know what, I take back what I said about your suit," Rarity said. "It looks terrible on you, with your white face."

"And you can take back what you said about my food," Pinkie Pie added. "I don't care what some meanie thinks about my baking!"

Damian looked at all of his friends with surprise. "What are you guys doing?" he said. "Move away!"

"No way!" Rainbow Dash said sternly. "We're not gonna let this brute push you around anymore."

Lucifer looked at the wall of ponies and back up at Damian. "Hm, not bad Damian," he said. "You may not have the guts to stand up to me yet, but you've shown me you've gained plenty of reliable friends, despite your differences. This report will go back to your father." Damian's eyes grew wide as the realization hit him.

"My father sent you?" he inquired.

"Oh yes. Your father, King Satan, wanted me to test you on your leadership skills and how you fair when serving someone when you're under their heel. And I must say, you did a rather splendid job, and kudos to your friends for sticking up for you like that." Everyone smiled proudly as the King of Pride himself congratulated them. "The way you controlled your anger as you were mistreated really shows you've grown, young prince." The king did a little bow before Damian, who smiled at him.

"Hold up one minute," Damian called out, just before Lucifer was about leave. The king turned around and was met with a hard punch to his right cheek. He fell to the ground and looked up at Damian towering over him with a victorious grin. "I think I deserved some sort of compensation." They both chuckled as Lucifer teleported back to Hell.

"So that was just some sort of test?" Rarity asked.

"Yup, and I passed with flying colors." Damian replied. "Hey, who wants lunch? My treat." Everyone cheered in unison as they headed off to the nearest restaurant to grab a bite.

"Dear Princess Celestai," Twilight began to write. Today, I learned that whatever your friends may be going through, they may try to keep you out of their business. But when they really need help and there is nothing they can do about it, it's always a good idea for friends to step in and help however they can."

"So, Damian," Rainbow Dash asked between bites of her sandwich, "who's stronger, you or Lucifer?"

Damian chuckled at the question. "It's never been decided officially, but if I'm bein' honest... I could beat him 100%. Rage is more powerful than ego, even if he is a full-blooded demon." Everyone laughed away as they ate their meals together in peace.

Author's Note

Hoooweee! Finally thought of a personal chapter idea for Damian. It's a lot shorter than most of the other chapters, because I realized the main focus should be on Damian and not just the lives of everyone else. So I've decided, from now on, whenever I write a chapter, it's going to be short because if Damian's in it, I want it to focus more on his thoughts and perspective.

I hope you enjoy this chapter and learned something new about Damian and his life.