You, out of nowhere, appear in Otherspace for some reason or another. If you want, you can say how you arrived in paryntheses or in your intro. Anyways, you're on one of Otherspace's many, gargantuan landmasses which look like a cratered moon. This is the dead center of Otherspace, where the Damnation Spire is. Also they all are like, 33 feet tall, so around the size of a 3-storey apartment.

Agonarok (male): IGNASATH, SHUT UP ABOUT FIRE! NOW! He says, very annoyed. Ignasath (male): NO! FIRE IS LIFE! FIRE IS EVERYTHING! His infernal body fires flare up in his annoyance. Brutalath (male): Casually mutilating a person, while several other Brutalath cultists watch, taking notes Now, its better if you make sure to break the ribcage so you can get those sweet, juicy lungs and heart... Pestilos (female): Shoving diseases into misbehaving cultists Oooh, total organ failure! My favorite~ Psychalath (female): She's patting one of her followers heads Hehe, what a good cultist!~ She then looks over at you, about to tell everyone but making sure they get a good look at you so they know exactly what to say to the others. Hydraxa (female): Chatting with some followers of hers, clearly figuring out more about mortals. Specifically alcohol ... So your saying you make drinks that mess with your nervous system... based off WATER... just for fun? Chemalis (male): He's just... force-feeding a misbehaving follower just a bit of chlorine gas from a canister, in absolute silence... Tempestare (female): Just making geometry with electricity Hehe, this is fun!~ She says with glee as she accidentally kills one of her cultists due to electricity. Techalis (indeterminable): thinking about 4.2 quadrillion things at once ... If I think, and that means I am, then what classifies "thinking?" Plenty of things think, and yet they are not.