The night and nightmarish forest, as the inhabitants of the small village called it, was enveloped by a thick stream of fog. The branches of the trees, as well as the animals, were shaking from the powerful wind that rushed towards them. The fog reached the small houses and made its way further and further. Residents have long closed their windows and doors so that the threat would not reach them. This threat was Han Jisung, the oldest demon, which is 3,000 years old, or maybe more. Almost nothing is known about him. But judging by the books, he owns this forest, and the living souls here, however, he rarely came across people, because they were afraid. He becomes visible from the fog, he slowly walked along the rocky path and looked carefully at the windows, which were clogged with boards. Jisung laughed in his cold intonation, which echoed throughout the village. People feared him not only because of his gifted terrible powers, but also because of his appearance - his hair was black, both pitch and his expressive eyes, one of which was white and had a small pupil. His lips blurred into a gloomy smile when he hears an extraneous sound and shifts all his gaze there. One of the shadows ran around the corner of one house. Jisung rushed there without hesitance, clicking his thumb and index finger. Black shadows appeared that surrounded him and went around the corner to catch his prey. He wasn't surprised when he saw a young man wandering here out of stupidity at such an inoppropriate time

— Don't be scared, baby

Jisung whispers with barely audible sarcasm in his voice, and his eyes sparkled devilishly as he came closer and closer, but stopped at a decent distance

— climb into my big cage

He snaps his fingers again so that the person is already in his special cage, which was firmly closed