WELCOME TO EVIL ✔︎《 EDITING》

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Alvara watched in excitement as the coffin opened and she saw her father laying inside he had been trapped here for decades with heavy black magic but fortunately for her she was not only a witch, blood demon but also his daughter meaning she had acquired some of his abilities.

He was a terror when he still walked the living and undead world.

She looked at the man whom she barely resembled but he had not moved she wanted to touch him when a cold ice grip grabbed her hand.

"Do you not know it is rude to wake elders up when they are asleep" the man's mouth moved before his eyes flew open he had blue crystal eyes like hers which only lasted for a second before they turned liquid red she tried to move back but couldn't she could feel his aura oppressing hers.

This was her father, her real father!.

"Father" she called and the great demon sat up in the coffin his bloody sharp eyes turning to look at her and she swallowed before he gave a shallow smile that made her whole bones tremble in fear.

"Thank you daughter you did the right thing you released your father I am proud of you" his voice said a little raspy and she smiled genuinely.

"But I've been here for decades I need blood"he said and she  nodded frantically and he released her hand as she rushed to find a prey for him he was also a blood demon so he needed blood.

The difference between them was that she was still alive so she did not necessarily need blood or feel weak without it.

She understood why his eyes had turned back red because he was an undead.

She killed five people their bodies floating in air and she laid it down infront of him he smiled but shook his head.

"This won't do but thank you for your effort" he smiled and drank the blood from the people he groaned in satisfaction and shut his eyes feeling the blood helping his old system work again.

After drinking from them he stood up and Alvara took a step back at the overly tall demon who was her father before he closed his eyes coming back to a believable human height.

"Father what now?" She asked and he looked at her he could see the excitement in his child's eyes. and he chuckled.

"Nothing you have done your part as a daughter now I have things to catch up with" he said.

"Are you proud of me" she smiled brightly at him.

"No" he replied immediately and her smile died down while he smiled internally the sufferings of others brought him great joy and he didn't care that she was his daughter it was just a title since he couldn't feel anything and the thought of him having a daughter made him feel old.

"But father..."

"Desdemona" he sighed leaning down and she could literally feel the power emanating from him.

"You did well but not up to my expectations I can here cries and screams of the innocent which is a good welcome party for me but knowing you are not the ones who caused them makes me dissapointed" he said his cold hand slightly brushed her cheek.

"It is wrong to kill the innocent"she stated making him laugh.

"You look like me but you have such mentality?" He smiled.

"Whose daughter are you? There are no innocent people everyone  is guilty of something" he explained.

"Not everyone" she replied.

"How naive" he scoffed at his so called daughter acting in a way he despised.

"Desdemona it is my duty to spread mayhem so it is either you are with me or forget me" he said disspointed in her.

"The veil you gave me as a child" she pulled off the veil she was wearing smiling she handed it over to him.

"Is it?" he asked and she smiled nodding then the veil caught flames in his hand before turning into ashes and her mouth flew open while he smiled like a mad man.

"Oh child! You have no idea how happy I am to see these expressions of yours" he smiled and Alvara felt tears brim her eyes.

The demon Lord made a disgusted sound she actually wanted to cry over a veil?.

Was she actually his daughter?. It seemed the ways of humans had affected her.

He expected her to be a sadist like him smiling like they owned the world and everyone  was their puppet but instead she seemed to be a puppet of the world.