Incarnation of Evil.

(At an unknown island.)

The snakes hissed as they slithered around the tree branches, looking for prey. The scorpions were climbing the trees, hunting for spiders and centipedes. 

The jungle was filled with venomous animals and poisonous leaves and mushrooms. The island wasn't meant to be a place for humans as they would die since there was nothing edible or drinkable there.

It took them a whole week to reach that island because it was Videl's request to find the most wicked witches or warlocks. He wanted to learn black magic from the best, and usually the best was the craziest.

Videl was walking in between the trees, all the animals were fleeing, every single one of them. The flowers withered and the leaves dried up as he walked past them. He followed the path where bones and skulls were hanging on the trees.

"This feels like home..." Videl chuckled as he kept his eyes at the front, staring at the decayed bodies, both animals and humans.