Imp has finally made his way out of the darkest depths of hell using his quick wit and his limitless pools of demonic energy. He enters the human realm through an untitled tomb in a long lost and misty graveyard. As he spreads his wings to embrace his first breath of mortal air, he knows that he will face his biggest challenge yet...

"Nobody is going to control me. I don't care if Satan himself rises up from his unholy throne. I AM FREE AND I WILL REMAIN SO!"

Imp clicks his claws together in anticipation of the battle to come, knowing that the monster that pursues him is stronger than any he has ever faced before.

Imp kicks over a headstone. "Hehehe..."