Father Satan

Satan poses for a few pictures with his son, and by the time he's done, a crowd of on lookers forms. One has the stones to go and tell him he looks stupid. Within a matter of moments, that person's innards are fiffty meters in every direction, a spray of gore hits you. The crowd screams and disperses in panic while you stand there in shock, the brave's blood staining you. Satan goes back to posing for photos like nothing happened. He sees you in the background and shoots you a deadly glare.