Grin

Hell, the cesspit of evil and torment. The place where no light shines and no good exists. Well except for Grin....sorta. Grin was once just a lowly imp who had the whip cracked against him as much as those damned there for eternity. He Strove to rise up through the ranks of demons despite his drive was nearly nonexistent. He had always been told he had the potential to be a greater demon if he only gave a damn or even showed enthusiasm. Really he wanted to bother the living and constantly schemed to escape hell and run rampant among those who didn't deserve it. He was constantly stopped from escaping until finally he got angry and well....dug upwards. It took over a thousand years to break to the surface where humans were still alive. Well first things first he rolled around on the ground in sheer torment as his first experience with light didn't go well with his eyes. Eventually he made his way towards a city and began to swarm at humans at random, fidning bullets and other human tools of defense nothing but a fly swat to what he was used to. However when he was laughing after his latest trick he rummaged through the stuff the man had dropped and found a fast food burger. Smelling slightly of charred flesh he bit into it and was swarmed by the taste of human food and became obsessed. Now he only attacks those with food or as he had learned, those with money to buy food. The city has by now almost gotten used to him as he has proven to not be particularly a dangerous creature, becoming the local legend though his tricks are to be avoided at all costs.

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