You had perished in hell. All that was left of you was your soul and your body. All your mistakes had led to this. Haunting humans, terrifying them to their core. You found satisfaction in making them horrified.

Eyes devoid of any emotions other than malice, and your black eyes and irises scared anybody who saw you. Your fingers were slim, so slim it looked like you had no flesh around your bones. You were tall and thin. You were cursed by Lucifer, the devil. You had to live on earth until he proposes you come back to hell.

Your long black hair flowed with the wind of you traveled through The Vigau forest. Your long, slim legs walk almost too gracefully for someone as evil as you. That was until you heard cracking nearby. You turned towards the sound, seeing humans. Their little legs and frame seemed abnormal to you. A lamp torch sat in their hands as they walked. Their expressions are uncertain. You watched them, standing there. Legs straight, arms straight. You would be terrified of yourself if you saw your own deviled body in the forest.

Those humans... they were in your forest. Your forest. And you did not like that. You watched them from afar, waiting. Waiting for one of them to notice you. But, they never did. They never noticed you. To you, they were trespassing. It was your home. You let out a broken, gut-wrenching screech. You watched as they rushed out of the forest, running away with their tiny little legs. What you didn't know was that the devil himself was watching you.