Days on end. This kept on going on. My skin became more scaly and I gained regeneration. My body was perpetually in pain and I could barely speak anymore. The demon, whose name was Rotiart, Appeared to not care for any life, even his own. I found out that Revil had killed one of his most valuable demons. He didn't care though. He only does this shit for revenge. One day, he walked in again.
"You're ready 060" he said. I watched him in confusion.
"010, will manage you, he'll be your sanctuary"