The Imp

[Yes]--[No]

The words illuminating the darkness of his mind, while his hands explored the sensation of feel around him.

"Ayy you's alive guy?" A voice spoke how to him. It sounded masculine but was a much higher pitch. A hint of fire seem to erupt with each word he spoke, reminding him of wood burning.

"Hellooo? You's in there?"

'Pain, again, huh?' the familiar sensation stirring his body. A twinge screamed from his side. The sudden jolt sent his eyes open as he immediately found a small red man in his sight.

'Who is this..' His eyes focused. Attention immediately met by a gruesome sight. His heart almost clenching in fear.

The Red Mans whole flesh seeming to glow at first glance. Small rivers of veins travelled down his muscular frame. Each colored like magma, surging down the length of his arms. He could be considered handsome. A small black beard framing his jawline. Sharp eyebrows. Deep red scarlet eyes met his own.

A look of concern on the Red Mans face. The Red Man slammed his hoof into the mans ribs. The man tumbled across the ground.

"Yes! You asshole," Words clenched through his teeth as he grimaced. At the end of his tumble he clutched his ribs. He curled his body to protect himself from any further onslaught.

[../Voice Confirmation Received]

[../Transmitting Information of Neural Network]

[../Establishing Connection]

The sensation of trillions of ants squirming through his flesh came to life. The pain of his ribs quickly became swallowed in this sensation.

The Red Man crouched and sat on the hinds of his ankles. A smile forming on his lips. "A human eh?"

He reached forward and tapped the mans skull a couple of times. A long sharp claw of a set of three pecked at his skull. "Asshole? Yous tha bitch that can't take a hit." Soon the claws grabbed his skull. A single talon, similar to a thumb made his palm a complete set of four. When it wrapped around the mans skull he dragged his head into the air. The tusks scraping against his face.

Their eyes met. Within his struggled gaze he could have fallen in love. The deep red veins of his iris danced with interwoven colors of red, amber, and scarlet.

"Now is you gonna say thank yous a not?" He scoffed.

His eyes flashed along the mans body. With disgust his face froze. His arm shot forward, pushing the man away from him. With one more tumble his face, covered in a purple soil, met the sky.

Immediately a world filled with a dark blue sun greeted him. The Black flame surrounding the orb. The sky around dyed with shades of purple. The white clouds contrasting and popping into life beneath such an eerie sky. His soul felt trapped, and suffocated. This is not the world he knew.

'Where am I..'

"What's with ya skin guy? Yous got a disease?" The humans flesh crawled. Millions of bulging minuscule ridges squirmed. Each looking like a digging worm, writhing down each limb.

"You sure yous ok?" Another betrayal of concern touching the Red Mans devilish features.

'What is this feeling..' The man rolled over onto his stomach. Slowly rising from the ground with a single knee. Still clutching his stomach, he stepped onto his foot and rose to his full height. With that action he noticed how much taller he was than the Red Man.

While he was easily closer to six foot, the Red Man was half his size. The Red Man at most coming to the side of his hip.

'How is he so strong..' He hasn't been capable of making sense of the world around him. This, as many things, only confused him more. Like the voice, which continued to wrack his brain.

[../Connection Established]

The words flashed in the mans mind. Immediately his skin calmed The pain subsided. A cooling sensation rushed through all of his limbs. His arms dropped, hanging loose by his sides. Complete relaxation.

[../Status

[../Name-Osiris-AlphaOne]

[../Age-21]

[../Physical Attributes--

--Strength-1

--Speed-1

--Resilience-1

--Recovery-1

--Mastery-1]

[../Each unit represents the strength of the average human male.

[../No changes have been made.

[../Foundation Established.

[../Would you like to review The Manual?]

[Yes]--[No]

The words imprinted into his mind. No matter how invasive, it felt like his own thoughts. These words and him were one.

'Huh?..This isn't the time to read anything..' Confusion filling his mind at the characters. "No.." He replied openly.

[../Voice Confirmation Received.]

[../To review The Manual just think or speak "Manual"]

Once again it intruded his thoughts. The Red Imp rising his left hoof, bringing it to the mans shins. A fast kick. "Yous ungrateful sons a bitch!"

"Son of a bitch!" Pain leaped through his leg. He cried out jumping on one foot. Each time retreating from the Red Man. He held his leg and stared at the now completely visible, imp-like creature,

The hoof met the ground. Two cloven feet, with long dark black fur coating its legs. He couldn't have been much taller than 3 feet. His arms dragged against the ground. The pair of gauntlet-sized onyx four talon fists relaxing on their wrists against the ground. The longest of the talons looked similar to a human thumb. Two small tusks peeled upward bring attention to the smile on its face.

"A nice, kind imp like me?" A single step promptly brought him directly in front of him.

'How?!' This seemingly impossible action made his heart pound in his chest. 'Nothing... Nothing is normal..'

"And yous calls me a bitch?" The Imp continued. Almost instantaneously his hand arrested the mans skull once more in his palm.

A single turn of the imp. Without sound, or reveal of intention. The man contained in The Imps palm rose high over the imp and slammed head first into the purple soil beneath them.

Blood shot from his mouth. The pool of crimson vomit pooling against his cheek. His brown eyes searching for anything in the world around him. Anything to help.

[../Heavy Damage Sustained]

[../Resilience increase by 1.]

The voice range in his head again.

"I'll make yous a slave. That'll teach ya good" Between a single breath he straddled the mans back. The Imp weaved a slender black tail between the mans arms. Cuffing his arms. When a tight knot was formed used his sharp talons to cut his tail off. The man now bonded firmly. "Yous make a decent punching bag."

The Imp stepped off and grabbed him again by the skull. Lifting him off the ground, and despite being half his size, brought the man to his feet.

"Whats ya name guy?" Releasing the man, he place both hands on his hips. The abnormal length of his arms exaggerated by his pose.

"Osiris.." He grunted between rasped breaths. He bit his lip. His failed attempt at hiding his anger. The collected blood from his mouth and the ground dripping down his chin.

The Imps overly enthusiastic smile almost made his previous violence disappear. "Yous can call me Lord Drygr from this day on." His eyes speaking evil. Each glance over his body made Osiris shiver. The Imps hand met the mans ass forcing him to step forward. "Come on yous! We gotta lotta ways ta go."

'Atleast... I'm Alive..' Osiris felt a small sense of pleasure. A small solace.

The Imp stepped behind Osiris. Gripped him by the cuffs. Pushing forward he began to guide his newly acquired slave correctly. Unknown to Osiris, A smile happily shining across The Imps lips as they walked together.

"Welcome to Hell."