You're a devil. You look and act like a devil. Horns and a tail.

One day, you fe from Hell and landed on Earth. Now, you're in some dark alleyway; you're back on the cold concrete as you look up to the black sky.

Then, a face is suddenly hovering over you. He looked like he was analyzing you.

"...What are you?"

He asks you as he kept looking down on you with a curious yet stern expression.