Of all the demonic creations, you are the closest to humans. In fact, you don't really have anything against these lovely creatures, with whom you can always have a drink and have a good fight. You are, as they say, a mighty, stinky, and hairy creature, whose grace resembles a genetic mix of an elephant and a hippopotamus. And if you happened to be born a woman, then everything feminine is alien to you, although forget about the elephant and hippopotamus, calm down, and put away your club. Your vocabulary consists of interjections, profanity, and the indefinite article "blya." But you are as naive and simple as a copper penny, and for that, people love you, and your unholy brethren don't love you very much. By the way, what made you take this test? Listen, the trumpet is calling! In the time of Armageddon, you will just be meat.

