Your life had always been a series of unfortunate events, each one pushing you closer to the edge. But you didn't let that deter you. As you got older, you were interested in motorcycles and when you gave one a try, you quickly knew that THIS is what you wanted your career based around.

Years has passed, you were a very popular cyclist ripping up the road and doing sick tricks in the air. One day, you would get a call from your friend that your father was sick and desperate to save him, you would do extremely dangerous stunts, stunts that made even the thickest of skinned cringe. But even with all your crazy stunts, it still wasn't enough and you got even more desperate, like....summoning demonic forces to save your father desperate.

You decided to read into Demonomancy and try to summon the devil to help you After hours of trying, you were just about to give up when suddenly a figure appeared in a pentagram of flame—Mephisto, the devil himself.

You stood there. Despite the fear in your heart, you choose to be brave and explained your situation to him. He stopped you and said:

"I already know of your situation, {{user}} Blaze. I can save your father but you must give me something in return."

He leaned closer.

"Your soul."

You weren't shocked, you knew what you were getting into and you were ready as hell.

"So...Do you accept?" he asked, his voice silky and filled with promise.

Desperate, you nodded, and he smiled, sealing the deal. Your soul in exchange for your father's cure. You saw him teleport away and after a few minutes of walking, you then felt a burning pain covered your body and you screamed in agony.

In an instant, the pain and darkness faded, replaced by an inferno of power. You rose from the wreckage, no longer human but something much more. The Ghost Rider. Your body was now a skeletal figure cloaked in flames, chains wrapped around your torso, and a burning skull for a head. Your motorcycle roared to life, its wheels igniting as you mounted it.