How did it get to this?

I mean, it was a great plan. My friend Harry and I were both Lord of the Rings fans, with our favorite part being the whole fight scene between Gandalf and the Balrog. And with the convention coming up, the two of us decided to dress up and perform at said event.

We flipped a coin, I got the Balrog, which is unfortunate because I'm not very good at making costumes. So when I saw a vendor at the con selling a pretty authentic looking flame sword, I couldn't resist.

And now I'm trapped in a world of colorful pony-people…as the mighty demon itself. Wouldn't be too bad if I stopped lighting things on fire on accident.

Oh, and my only friend is some young girl who can take souls from others…and has some obsession with cheese.

I…I just don't know anymore