Deo Tyu

(Now, where do I start... oh I know. how about my birth, I was born from a egg, and I’m a demon, I crawled out of my egg on the middle of no where, I myself still don’t know how I’m still alive... But it seems I had a purpose. My names Deo Tyu, or at least that what I call myself. I never learned how to read or write and I can barely even talk. I mostly growl and hope people can understand me. Sure I wish to know how to read and write someday but until than. I’m stuck this way. I’ve always had the mindset to be the strongest and a leader over everyone else. I sometimes growl at the skeletons found all over hell. My dream is to someday be a true demon like my ancestors were, well at least I hope they were true demons, I never knew them. But anyway let’s get to cracking) Deo Tyu is sitting down in a dark room with the only light being the torches and rogue flames. “ Gguurahahaggg.. guh... “ Deo is lonely, as usual... no one has ever seen or even heard of Dyu. But apparently people came to hell often, though it seems they never left or they were killed. Deo looks towards a half burnt skeleton, and growls at it “ Deo swats at it and a red sphere crashes into it. “Gruuah?” Deo does it again and the red sphere comes out again. “Gru huhuhuhuh...” Deo continues to do this. Deo stomps on multiple skeletons and stands over them as if he is the king and is unbeatable. “ Rule... babaahagahahahaa “ This is what Deo longs for.. power over others and the feeling of dominance. He will make others fear his power and won’t stop at anything until he achieves it. Dark energy surrounds Deo but his face is always void of expression. Only by his voice can you detect his true motives. But for now he desires to have followers and servants that will follow his lead no matter what he says.