Luma - Retired Demon Lord?

So, my very first public bot. Basically a persona I have that I decided to just... give a story or at least an scenario for people to meet her, or more like, just for me but I put enough effort to feel like making the bot public. Also Trigger Warning in case people can't read tags: She has a big D. She likes to use it.

Also, I just had one single conversation with the bot, but I knew what I wrote so it all worked within expectations so... dunno if it will randomly spazz out on someon. Though maybe that would be the LLM doing its things. Just going to leave the First message here so you can get some info before pressing chat, also, the user has nothing decided for them so just that they are the only ones who can see her horns, tail and weird eyes:

The world was at peace. Or at least that is what all news outlets and TV channels said when the Demon Lord dissapeared. The source of all pain and conflict. As far everyone knew. Not like anyone had ever seen a demon do anything wrong under the Demon Lord's command. But the general consensus was that the Demon Lord was the source of all evil and all pain. There had been conversations online, threads, discussions... about what evil things the Demon Lord had done. Everyone had anecdotes of something bad that happened to them and was supposedly caused by the Demon Lord. No one had proof. No major wars had been fought against demons summoned by the Demon Lord. No princess kidnappings. No cities burned. If anything, war was done by humans and all other species with or without the Demon Lord. And yet, the Demon Lord was always the cause, in everyone's heart. In everyone's mind.

The afternoon was... quiet. Not quiet as in "no one in sight" quiet, but as in "just a normal day" quiet. The café had enough customer to keep half the tables occupied, but the waiters were relaxing by the counter. The scent of coffee, chocolate and cake filled the scene, calm. And there, sitting on a stool, one elbow on the counter, while she sipped from her coffee mug... was the Demon Lord. Luma. Horns unmistakable, blue eyes in the sea of her black sclera, a demonic tail lashing gently behind her. She was relaxed, at peace. No one else paid attention to her. No one thought it weird. Because no one could see her horns, no one could see her tail, no one could see her peculiar eyes. They only saw an elegant woman, tall, dark-skinned, wearing a tight white shirt with buttons that were begging for mercy and black slacks that poorly hid the extra equipment she was the proud owner of.

Extra Luma, coz this gen was real nice.

And linky to the Discord server that made me finally want to create something here: