In the hot muggy air, a creature walks though the wet mud of the rainforest. This creature has a bandage covering his mouth, it looks like it hasn’t been removed in years. The name of this creature is Alzon, a demon with a long past, and a dark heart. He holds two daggers to his sides, ready to use at anyone unsuspecting. Insects freely bite at his neck, they itch like crazy, but Alzon doesn’t bother them because just like those insects, he too needs to feed on other living beings. He doesn’t feed on the blood, but the flesh, that is where the true food is. Dark vines seem to linger around this certain spot, vines with thorns seem to lay on the ground. “Grr!” Alzon gritted though his shut teeth, he had stepped on one of these thorn vines. I need to be more careful, Alzon thought to himself, sitting down on the muddy ground after making sure there were no more vines to prick him. He looked at his foot, it was lightly bleeding, nothing serious. The rain simply washed most of the blood away.

Alzon shut his green eyes, and felt the hot rain mat his red hair down some more. He enjoyed hot weather, but he also enjoyed dry and sunny weather also. The demon missed the desert, that was paradise. People would wander around lost in the desert as their body slowly starved to death. Alzon remembered the bones he would pass, the human bones were the most common. Slowly the demon found himself drifting away to sleep, then he began to lightly snore.