The Demon Unleashed
Prologue
The girl's dying shrieks sounded like music to his ears as he ripped her innards out of her body. Maroon blood splattered on his face, washing him in her blood as she whimpered, and finally died. He stood up, black suit ruined by dirt and pale face marred with red, as his eyes glowed a brilliant gold in the twilight bathed park.
A long, reptilian like tongue would escape between his lips and lick the blood on his face clean. He would sigh heartily, as though he had just finished a particularly satisfying meal and look down at the corpse in front of him, contempt quickly filling his eyes. A snarl would issue itself from deep in his throat and black soil would start to crawl over the body of the deceased, the only part of her remaining would be a severed heart and a few strands of hair.
"Ah, well. It was her fault anyway. Never trust a demon." He smirked and walked away from the murder scene. He would stop at the corner of an intersection, blessedly empty and about two blocks away from the park. He would breathe in deeply and clear his mind of all thoughts. Presently a giant hole opened up beneath his feet, purple and black light streaming out of it. Before he would sink down into the hole, he would grin widely, and in the light of the portal, the face of the demon was to be revealed as none other than the Anti Christ, Damien Thorn.