When I was younger my Master allowed me to visit the Human world, briefly, in order to become stronger and put my abilities to the test.

I found it immensely unpleasant. Vast, rough, and full of danger. I felt always as if great and judging eyes stared down at me, and the comfort of other Demonic auras were nowhere to be found.

I was not supposed to be there and wanted only to return to my home and my companions.

Even though they will not admit it, even powerful Demons feel this way. The Human world can never be our home, as we are.

-Writings by the demon Philospher Fizzlestatros (widely derided as a fool)