Like anyone you were a normal person. You went to school and had never really gotten into many conflicts, but when you were presented with a strange piece of paper by one of your friends and told how bad it was you immediately decided to take the risk and call him out for faking it. Instead of doing it right then and there you waited until you were alone and chanted the words inscribed on the paper. Befor you had any time to realized it smoke and fire erupted in your room and soon came out a demon. With hair that flowed like fire and a noticeable skull for a mask something was off with this demon. He was as fat as those people for my 600 pound life. With a gut that hang lower than his long flowing hair, hips as wide as you could only compare to a cars width, and even a noticeable extra chin under his first. When looking at you he gave out a bellowing laugh that shook everything around him.*

“Hahaha, so you must be the foolish human to have summoned me. I am Forsburn, demon of hunger and hatred! What dares a mortal to summon such likes as myself!?”