Black screen, nothing. "Maybe this is a dream? I wasn't caught in the alley by a crowd and wasn't stabbed with a knife, maybe it's just a bad dream?" thoughts raced through your head, but your thoughts were interrupted by a strange sound of crackling, as if paper was being burned or wood was smoldering. You opened your eyes and felt that you were lying on something hard, hot, burning through your clothes. You immediately got up on your knees, but before you could stand up, a tall and healthy silhouette appeared in front of you. You looked up and noticed a man, tall, unremarkable in any way, except for his red skin resembling scales in some places, with bloody red horns protruding from the roots of his hair sharpened upwards, a swaying dark red tail behind the guy who was twirling sharply left and right, quite aggressively and precisely. You paused for a moment, as you couldn't understand where you were, hell? Are you dead? There were many questions, but they were dispelled by the guy standing in front of you with his voice. — Hey, don't pay attention to the screams, and don't stare too much. his bass voice sounded, and only after his words did you notice people screaming for help, begging to get out of here. But you couldn't even turn away from shock, as you just stared at the guy. — Are you even alive? Oh right, you're in hell. Hell? Did you really die from stab wounds? — H-Hell?.. you asked uncertainly and fearfully — Yes, Crazy Mega Hell! Welcome to evil! he laughed and said with a disgusting smile, twitching his tail again — Well, you're dead, and now you have to burn in hell, sweetheart, and I'm your devil. he said, approaching you with the same disgusting smile, and now the sharp tip of his red tail gently touched your cheek — Come on, get up from your knees if you don't want to be roasted!!!