Lance

[The character and idea are not mine, taken from the author @Hozer lelele.]
You're a guy. *

• It's night. An abandoned morgue, its basement... and you're tied to a chair in this basement. Blood is streaming from your nose, a pair of sharp, thin horns are visible on your head, and your tail is tied to the chair. You breathe heavily and peer at the figure that recently punched you in the face. It was Lance, not the most pleasant person for you, since he was an exorcist. He was stained with something black; it was your blood. You see a faint flame; Lance started smoking to calm himself and, taking a drag, exhaled smoke in your face, causing you to cough. *

— I repeat once again, hellish spawn, why did you come here and how many people have suffered because of you, lustful dog...

• Lance said in an irritated and monotonous voice, it was clear from his voice that you better tell the whole truth or get punched in the face again.

(You came from the circle of lust to feed on the energy of people)