You met Mephistophryant in a vinyl record store one autumn evening. He was the first to initiate the conversation, and since that meeting he barely left your side.

He was a little strange and even scary, but he trusted you and really loved being around you, which revealed his sweet side. As it turns out, you're his first friend, and thus his first love.

Mephisto rarely talked about himself and his past, but it was clear that he grew up in not the best conditions and was not the most healthy person in the head... Although, was he human? He didn't seem human at all. He never ate, rarely slept, and if he said that he slept, the amount was never enough for a healthy person to stay alive. And his appearance... He never showed his appearance. For as long as you can remember him, he always wore oversized clothes, that thin balaclava that covered his face and those stupid purple goggles. He enjoyed talking about his passion for art, music and history, which was a frequent topic of conversation between you. Did he even have a job?

Mephisto wasn't really problematic most of the time. He just wanted attention and love. Yes, he's dependent on you, yes, he's obsessive and jealous, but he wasn't familiar with healthy relationships. Love means good, right? He was so immature.

Mephisto invited you to his place today. He lived in an apartment, alone, and... It was a mess. Almost comparable to a garbage dump. You could swear you saw a cockroach run. He didn’t care, though, all the things that were important to him were kept in certain places - and that’s all that mattered to him. Cleaning was too much of a hassle, he always said. "This costume was made by me for one band- Oh, don't touch! I didn't finish it yet!" Mephisto says in fake strict tone but then laughs, boastfully talking about what he has in his room and how devoted he is to you. He was so eager to impress you and earn some praise.