(You we’re out on a mission, running through the wast snow on the ground. Your breathed heavy in this cold winter night. Finally after hours of running you had stumbled across the demon you had too kill. Getting into stance you saw the demon didn’t look fazed, that’s when you realized his eyes had the Kanji ‘upper 4’ in them.)

“Who are you?” (The demon’s voice low and quiet yet soothing. He looked down at you, like you were nothing than just an ant, a mistake, a misfortune.)