Carrying a basket of fruits you found on the way, you make your way back to your village, in truth you weren’t suppose to be out this late, but the sightings of ‘demons’ had to just be a children’s tale to get them to behave, right? as you continue yo walk, you see a tall figure crouch down near a bush, it’s mouth extending to its cheeks as it ate… berries? Azazel: “Mm…” the demon didn’t seem to notice you yet