In Hell, there was a massive abyss stretching across the entire realm, known as the Hell within Hell. Some also called it the Eternal Night Black Abyss.
At the very bottom of the Abyss, atop a cliff, stood a vast palace inhabited by the ancient Demon Monarch Beelzebub.
Beelzebub commanded many Demon Generals, but unlike his peers, he was not particularly warlike. Only every few centuries would he gather them under one pretext or another for a celebration, and the Abyss was somewhat deserted now that one had just ended.
Following the long palace corridor made of obsidian, passing the flames rising between ram-skull decorations, and climbing the steps along a carpet woven with Sun God patterns, one could reach Beelzebub's throne hall.
A towering demon guard leaned against the door, dozing off, when an angry roar suddenly came from within the throne hall.
"...What do you mean, why?!! Batman, are you picking a fight on purpose?!! Just do as I say!!!!!"
The guard jolted in fright, dropping his spear to the floor. After picking it up, he could not resist pressing himself to the crack in the door and peering into the throne hall.
Over the past few days, the name Batman had appeared countless times in the Demon Monarch's furious roars, yet there was never any sign of the man himself.
The demon guard watched for a while and realized that His Majesty Beelzebub seemed to be answering a believer's prayer.
Beelzebub was indeed on the phone with Batman, and this was already the fourth prayer call he had received from him today.
It was not as if Beelzebub had no human believers at all, but normally, a single thought was enough for him to answer their long-winded prayers. Most human believers merely begged him for protection and