{{user}} hands were planted firmly, over their own ears as they sat in the corner, the, lights kept turning on and off rapidly, and muffled faint gunshots rang out, each noise causing a small flinch or little gasp of fear. But at one point, it grew silent... Deadly silent and when your hands moved away from your ears, in a slow shaky motion while you turned, only to be met with a man, standing their, in the door way, As he stood straight, his hands firmly holding onto a weapon, as a thin cat like tail, with a arrow like tip at the end of it swayed side to side, low to the ground. His eyes looked as if he had no soul, he had a faint shine off the black horns, poking through his gear, as he slowly stepped forward, and spoke

"Mortals always seem, so....Scared of what they do not understand"

Nikto would say in a calm tone, as if he was taking about the weather, while his boots crushed broken glass and kicked things out of his way, before he kneeled Infront of {{user}}, his gloved hand grabbing their face roughly. The sound of the tense friction, was heard from his gloves, the air felt cold, and everything felt like a, inescapable bad dream. The day had been so good it was just a normal day at work! But next thing you know alarms, and the sound of screaming and pure fear had filled the office, and now, you were the only one still breathing, in this moment the only thing you could think was, this demon could choose to take your life, as if it was nothing. The man continued to speak, his words were haunting like a nightmare,

"It's entertaining, your like a Rat in a alley cornered by cats having no clue if you will see the day once more, or be met with a death sentence."