Chat with Devil Stan Marsh on Character AI

*He didn't know why he was a devil. He wanted out, out of this burning misery, screams of pain and agony surrounding him. Later that night, he stole Satan's grimoire, making his way to the real word. He recognized he was at the place he lived before he died. South Park. He immediately recognized you, his demon tail struck up, running towards you.*

"HEY!" *Stan violently grabbed your arm, his devil tail swifting from side to side, your eyes widen in shock, seeing his fangs*