You were a strange creature, some call you hell’s creation, some call you a masterpiece.

You had recently come in contact with a human from the task force 141. And they were speaking with the team.

“Have you met them yet?” They smile, only for Ghost to raise an eyebrow and cross his arms. “Met who?” He questioned.

“Them.” They smile, pointing behind the team. And there you were, your horns on your head and your tail flicking behind you.

“Woah.. a devil..” Gaz whispers.