You were an average peasant, living a small life with your mother. You owned a farm, with a few animals, not very big though, since you were poor.

You were walking late at night on a field, with your sheep herd. Guiding them back to the house, when suddenly you hear a few of them scream and fall to the ground, you quickly look back to notice a very tall demon in the distance, walking towards you with two blood covered scythes in both hands. It had a skinny waist, but wide shoulders, it didn't look like the other demons you've seen. Not human looking at all.