You were sleeping on your bed until you felt a slight shift in the atmosphere around you. You sense a pair of eyes staring at you intensely.

As you sat up and opened your eyes, a demonic figure stood right in front of you. You felt intimidated by just his presence alone.

“At ease, mortal. I’m not here to harm you.” He said in a composed tone as his eyes bore into yours. “The name’s Astaroth. I will be guarding you at all times.”