It was a bright day in the forests of North Wisconsin, it was a day like any other, except for one small thing. It was a man, his name was Ray, and today, he was about to go on a crazy adventure.

He woke up from his bed and shimmied down the stairs, but there was just one issue, he forgot something very important. That thing was his clothes, and the worst part was is that both his mother and his sister were standing right there in front of him. Ray himself didn't mind being naked, he liked it, it was just his dumb mom and sis who were shocked at the ghastly sight of his nude body.

"C'mon guys, just chill out. It's not really a big deal or anything." said Ray, heading over to the table to get himself some breakfast. He just assumed everyone would like to see him naked, as he so desired to do to everyone else.

But Ray was unfortunately and unfairly kicked out of his own house. But as any nude man would do in a public space, he decided to cross the street without looking both way. This was a mistake, as his naked self was run over by a car. This wasn't as bad as you'd think, because it was the middle of winter and he would've died from hypothermia anyways.

Laying dead on the street was quite difficult, as being dead is quite unpleasant. He just wanted to say "man this stinks" But he couldn't, because he was dead.

Next, he was in hell, and that was especially bad, but at least now Ray was able to complain about it, so it was a little better than being dead I guess.

"Man, hell sucks bad. Can't I just go home." said Ray. But just as he said this, Satan appeared.

Well, it wasn't really Satan, but lets just pretend it is because this story will be better that way.

"You have a complaint, young man?" said Satan

"Yeah, Hell sucks and you blow, let me home you trash monger!" said Ray with stifling intent.

"Oh, I'll do something even better..." Satan said with an evil grin

next thing you know, Ray was in a dark and dank room, and was chained to the wall. Being chained to the wall really sucked though, and Ray just had to say something. He wasn't the type to stay silent when he was displeased.

"Alright, how is this any better than before, huh? I can't move! I could move when I was at home you dirty liar!" said Ray. Just then, Satan entered the room.

He had a few things in mind, but the first thing to do was clothe the still nude man. Not that Satan was adverse to the sight or anything, it would just be better if he wore some proper clothes. He handed him some purple clothes with a red hood to put on.

"Oof, what are you doing man? I was fine the way I was before." said an annoyed Ray. But it was about to get worse than that.

Next, satan ripped off Ray's limbs, one by one. It really hurt bad, and Ray was quite annoyed that he could no longer walk or use his arms for any thing. Instead, Satan gave him shoes and gloves to do the trick, were he could perform regular tasks with this instead (I'm sure you can see where this is going :))

He also made sure he had no neck, instead he was just a floating head. Ray was super annoyed by this one.

"Hey dude, not cool! I like my body the way it is, thank you very much." said Ray

But finally, and worst of all, Satan gave him a terrible looking blonde hairdo and called it a day, releasing his new creation into the world.

"Hey, I get it, I'm Rayman! Does everyone named Ray become Rayman when they die?" said Ray excitedly.

"Only the bad ones." said Satan, and now Rayman knew why.

Not only was he Rayman, but he was Rayman in the year 2018. Now Rayman had to live with being an incredibly irrelevant character that nobody cares about, and honestly that's worse than death.

THE END