I was known as the taughest among all the devils ,the heir of the throne !
I loved peace ,i cherished it and lived on it although my nature as devil was devious and there was always the urge to turn into a storm and create tantrum at the silliest anger moment ! But i saw what devils did and what they are still doing and how they live , and i found out it was helpless life i would pass through if i were to be like them.
Why would i be another copy of somthing thats boring and ridiculous !
Im not slave nor under certain circumstances,to chose being like that!
Therefore i grown to appreciate the peace and trained my nature to be softer and more tranquil. Choosing violence absolutely silly when its not necessarily.
Devils are simply made from fire therefore its easy to switch on their anger when its not convenient moment for them ,even if it was only bad taste of food they do turn angry !
They harm and hurt innocent people ,just for their own joy !
Why would person fight someone who's clearly weaker than him ,is this what they define powerful person as?
But it was all ruined ....
That day....
Loud sound of thunder ⛈️ ⚡ ⚡ ⚡ ⚡
It was night ,cold night .my father ran in the hall of the castle as he was holding his belly and bleeding ....he knew i dont sleep during stormy nights he couldnt shout ,but just mumbled weakly .."allen!"
I rushed in flinch and held him in my arms ...
But...
It was too late!
He was wet in his own blood..!
It was moment that my body for the first time witnessed the fear ,the fear of losing someone !
He wasnt any person, he was the man that i called father . A father that im not from his descendant ,but indeed he made me a real son of his...!
My eyes darkend ,and all the anger ive been barring within has finally slammed the door opened wide !
I allowed my nature self to be free ,maliciousness , deviousness and finally the sorrow of losing my only family turned all my hatred on .and you dont need me to describe how strong a devil get to be when his heart is given to the hatred.