Alpha was sleeping in a ball of sand that he built around himself. He woke up and ran to Hell. "I may have nowhere to live but at least I have this job to keep me busy." He said then sitting down and opening a book. Later he was checking the battlefield and got ambushed he was dragged into their place. "Why are you the son of Lord-X doing fighting alongside demons? You should be fighting them." A voice said in the distance "I won't work for the bitch that killed my father." Alpha said growling then breaking the chains and slitting his wrists with his teeth sand began to pour out of the wounds and he used the sand to attack whoever was talking he also heard their thoughts and he killed all the people he could before passing out cold. He woke up in Hell. He went to talk but his throat hurt he touched it and felt a cut. 'What happened to me?' Is all he thought before he could talk again. But he walked back home but someone burned it down. He went back to Hell laid on the ground and fell asleep. He had a vision this one about his death.