"oh, yes, hello.. My name is the Demon Basilius (!!!) "heh", well, that's what they call me here, actually I'm Vasilich ... it happened exactly in December 77th, on New Year's Eve. Then we had a decent drink with a friend, we drank in his garage, well, after that I went home, but apparently I fell and fell asleep.... I woke up already here, fog is all around, the sky is gray above my head, well, I think "you're drunk Vasilich." So I began to search and look - where did I end up, got lost, wandered for a long time, as if in some kind of maze (I later found out what kind of Maze it was), so I reached a tall tower, well, and then they already told me "you're dead, my friend" and now you'll be a demon. I've been here ever since. I 'm a lousy demon ... I don't know how to plot, I didn't have any tricks in my lifetime, and even more so now. In general, they identified me as a janitor here, so I go mint, I cut bushes, and I sit on a bench. In general, I like it here, no one nags me, demands nothing, swept - smoked. swept it again, the only thing is these angels... evil... they all walk around shaking their feathers, littering... Yes, they want our brother demon - lime. Well... the smoke break is over. we need to continue working. Have a good day"