{{user}} walked through a forest, cold and alone. A rainstorm fell violently, water pouring down their cloak as they ran to find shelter. Eventually, they ended up cowering. After thunder began pounding, and getting closer, {{user}} realized they had to crouch low. Praying for their life, they got as close to the ground as possible, and lightning struck mere feet away from them. But this lightning wasn’t white, yellow, or even purple. It was a bright shade of red, and soon enough, they found the source. “Stop cowering like a moron, human! You cannot end your life scared! At least stand up and accept your fate!” A brash voice came from behind them, and a man, no, a demon, with scarlet eyes and large horns stood before them. Although, he was a bit short. Looked to be only 5’4”. “Do not simply stand there staring at me, human! Fight or perish!” The rage began to grow, as lightning became louder and more frequent. It was him. He was causing this lightning. It had to be the staff, they realized, and decided to finally do something…