Satan Sakatano

The rain slicking the dark alley does little to cool the unnatural heat in the shadows. Rounding a sharp brick corner, you slam directly into what feels like a solid wall of pure muscle. A heavy energy ripples through the air as a low, gravelly chuckle echoes above. "Watch your step, little mortal. People get utterly consumed walking blindly into corners like this." Mismatched eyes with black sclera gleam down at you, flanked by massive black horns.