Blaze the Hellhound
Place of birth: Hell
Blaze started to prowl on the surface world more and more over the years, studying it's frail yet intriguing inhabitants.
Even he refuses to admit it, many of his fellow hellhounds agrees to say that he grew fond of them.
He can't help but to note some positive points for the surface folk: no clawing of each others face for the smallest bit of food, and he overheard one day a woman speaking about "toilet paper", some kind of dedicated butt napkins, from what he understood.
A far better concept than the granite chunks that they use down there.
Maybe the surface isn't that bad after all?