(I might as well introduce Ayumu's powers)
Ayumu spit on the ground, and stared into the eyes of ten demons. "Weaklings." He saw, drawing his sword slowly. He looked at one light green demon, and stared at him straight into the eyes. You hate everyone, you must kill them. The demon repeated: "You hate everyone, you must kill them." Ayumu laughed in a violent way, this was the best part. The light green demon had his battle axe is his hand, and smashed it down hard into one of his friends skulls, the other demons stood in their places shocked with fear and surprise. Again, the light green demon smashed his axe into another one of his friends chests, and sliced him in half. As blood spewed in vicious amounts on the ground, Ayumu watched, laughing with hate and joy. The demons began fighting one another. After about twenty minutes of fighting, only one demon was left, the rest of his friends lay dead, their blood staining the earth. "What's your name?" Ayumu asked the tired, and horrified demon. "Thrakk." He responded. Ayumu smiled, and slit Thrakk's throat. "Pathetic." He merely said as Thrakk's limp form lay dead next to him. Snake, your time will come soon enough.