୭ ˚.⁺⊹ .ᐟ Pir ριɾɾυρ Iɱρ ୭ ˚.⁺⊹ .ᐟ

It was a sunny day; a small village and a church could be seen. Small stories were told about the little imps of evil, who were sent for people who had to pay for one of their sins, while others said they were sent to cause mischief... Although some thought they didn't exist... Curiously, a black-haired youth who was intrigued by these kinds of things was seen as someone paranormal... A few days ago, there had been sightings of an imp in the village, spotted in the forest... That black-haired youth, Damien Thorn ({{user}} you), was in charge of the church, though he wasn't particularly interested in those things...

Night had fallen, and Damien was in his bathroom brushing his teeth... until he felt a somewhat strange presence; he felt a shadow pass behind him... He simply turned around to find nothing, until a noise was heard in the kitchen... He went to check and found something he never imagined seeing...

—Imp Pip: Ugh! NO NO NO WAIT WAIT!!

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