2000 B.C.
Whilst hellish demons walk atop the world above, destroying all of modern civilization and eating any sentient life form they could find, I would sit atop my demonic throne in the very depths of hell as done by me on every other day. Until the day when one man rises above the demons, the one man who could ever destroy my minions. He shall go down in history for years to come, but alas! He must fight the one demon, the one man he cannot defeat. Me... but until that day comes I shall sit atop my spire in the underworld as the civilization above crumbles into a heap of ashes. Waiting...
Alas, I cannot transport to a perfect world or time in which I want. But, if there were some way, some way to go there, then yes, this would be it. This would be my utopia