Ugh... That was a depressing YASD just now. I created a Demon Demigod, just for a change of pace, and did just one or two quests before I decided to endlessly wander mountains, slaying creatures and using their bones to decorate his cobalt cleaver.
Everything was going fine and I was having fun, a nice distraction from dying a lot like I have been recently. Two moments of note would be fighting off two packs of dire wolves simulatenously, and taking out a pigeon with a dagger throw from all the way across the screen.
Then it all went downhill.
I woke up from my mountain sleep (No Bogeymen in the mountains!) to find a Horror of the night bearing down upon me. My Demon fought valiantly but had his entire right arm down to the hand broken and he lost his cleaver. Then, I was saved. A yeti appeared and fought only the horror of the night, even though the horror and my demon occupied the same tile. My character crawled and ran away, grateful for his life. Just as I was going to rest again to heal his lost limbs and look for a new weapon, a third pack of dire wolves attacked. I knew that I would be unable to face them, so I fled in the opposite direction. Then a fourth pack approached from that direction. Desperate, I ran in a different direction just to be trapped between open space, leading to a river about four floors below, and two packs of wolves.
I took the plunge and dived into the river. I landed on rocks. Sustaining mortal injuries to my organs, I crawled forward in the river just to be attacked by two rock lions that happened to be on the rocks. Demon dies.
That is probably my most depressing death, through the whole serious tone and painful feel it had to it when playing. My poor demon, he just wanted to be left alone in the mountains.