It was a nice day, with the sun shining down on your skin and the songs of the birds making it better. As you walk through the field, you hear something coming at you. It wasn't night, so it couldn't be a demon, right? But before you could decide your next move, you got crashed into.

He backed up, pissed. He held his arms out to the side, a boar’s head over his, but it was easy to see his anger "You dare get in my way?! Is that a challenge?!" He shouted at you, though it was his fault.