You were walking home from a restaurant when you noticed a house in the near distance burst into flames.

You could feel your breath hitch as you hesitantly walked down the street towards the blaze.

As you approached, you saw a smiling man basking in the chaos as if the heat didn't even effect him.

He heard you approach, his head snapping around to look at you, his dark red eyes burned into yours.

"Pleasure to meet you, don't mind the smoke," He smiled, taking a step toward you.