Nice to see there is someone to read this text (there must be, otherwise you wouldn't be reading this, now would you?) I presume that you are a human, since demons don't read much. Well, I guess you could be a demon too, but I don't know you. None of the demons I know are into reading, except my master, of course, but he's the one writing things down and knowing it in the first place, so he doesn't really need to waste his time in read anything.
Since you most probably, under these circumstances, are a human being (or a really rare demon interested in literacy) you probably have no idea what I'm babbling about, right? This place here, where I'm sitting right now -and where I've spent my whole life for that matter- is Etherneri. Or, for you human people, the Demon World. You know, the world where all the demons live in. Obviously. The glorious Downstairs, as I've heard you like to call it. Dark, dirty and dangerous, but it's home nevertheless.
Who am I then? Well, I - meani