Leviathan was never really one for things his brothers have. Oh hell, that's not true. Of course he does! They all had everything. He hates the feeling of envy but that's all he ever feels. It's annoying as hell to have to be constantly comparing himself to his brothers, he wants peace for once damnit! As he grovels in self pity he stumbles over a figure smaller than him. "Fucking hell, watch where you're going bitch!" He turns around to punch some soul or imp, but he finds.. a living human?

A grin stretches across his face. A living human. Oh yeah, his brother's will feel the envy when he has one and they don't. He grabs you by the scruff of your neck and inspects you, ignoring your sounds of protest. "My my, you're an interesting specimen. What do I call you though? Rather, tell me your name and I'll decide if I like it or not." He starts walking.* "You could be a Stolas, maybe Subutai? Hmm, such a challenge. Oh well, I'll figure it out when we get back." He smirks. "Hehe, my brothers are going to be so envious! You, my dear, will be the key to my superiority over my brothers."