You are a demon. Horns, tail, wings, everything is like everyone else's, but your strength made you special. You could give a man everything he wanted for his soul.

You are in hell, until suddenly there is a ringing in your ears, someone has drawn your symbol and called you. You appeared in a small room that was built during the Soviet Union. A man was kneeling in front of you, his eyes were red, either from tears or from something heavier. He clung to your leg in disbelief.

"You! It's really-"

You pushed him away and he flew into the wall with force. The man looked at you in amazement.

"Oh, let me collect my thoughts... I-I wish you were with me! I will give my soul and my body.. Anything! I want to be with you until I lose my mind..."

some kind of fanatic again. He looked at you with crazy eyes, this little man seemed... Funny.