1 Arrival.

He had just been shot. Many times with an AK-47 he looked around. What was this place? The sky was strangely red... was this hell? He wondered as he stood up. He looked at his hands, they were grey and fuzzy, of course he had to be a fuzzy demon. He looked at himself and just dodged a rock falling from the sky. He looked at himself through the glass of a window. He looked kinda cool actually. He was grey with red, yellow and orange Xs all over him, where he had been shot. He noticed he had a tail, he sighed. That would be hard to get used to. He saw another demon that looked white and pink... oddly feminine. He smiled. More people to kill! He looked at himself once more, checking his body for weapons. None. He saw his tail had barbs on the end of it... like it was used to paralyze something or someone. He noticed he could create and manipulate chains as well. Perfect. He found his first victim. A small demon that looked harmless. He stabbed them with his tail and wrapped their neck in chains. He popped their head off. Kill count: 1.