Salvation of Evil Born: The Beginning

Preface

It is time, time for all the truths and secrets that have been veiled for over many millenia, to be revealed. I am Robbedobb, and for all intents and purposes, I will tell from the beginning to the very end of my rise and changed the many world's to how it should have been. This is my tale.

My story begins shortly after the fall of Lucifer, the moment when he had made his transgressions against the All-Father. Thus securing his residence that is now known as Hell. My birth from Lucifer's torched wings as he fell, during which his grisly transformation occured.

As I matured, I noticed that I wasn't like most of the other demons, I was weak. Weaker than most others of my kind, if not the weakest. The Higher class of demon, such as Asmodeus, or Astaroth. Those two were of the highest of all standings in Hell. This complex drove me to be better, to be stronger than any of them. What should I do? Kill them? Destroy them? No, my plan was a better idea than of any revenge, it is to become the king of demons thus the king of them all.

I am positive to whomever reading is thinking, "A good demon? Simply Impossible!" I give assurance, I am no mere demon. Though, all in all of my kind, I am truly sincere.

Very little time passed by before I learnt of my unique innate power. I discovered this from an encounter of a weaker demon. As I roamed the lower levels, the demon attempted to kill the son of the great King Lucifer. As the demon lunged and slashed at me, I ripped into its flesh with my claw and tore out the beating heart. Upon squeezing the heart, I noticed the material breaking down into energy, essence as its called. Unbeknownst to me, a connection was made and the demon's essence began flowing into my body. The essence had became mine, and as a result I became powerful...I discovered it, my source for improvement.

Growing in power by slaying weaker demons. I absorbed their essence, making their strength my own. Eventually I was absorbing the middle class demons, those that are closer to the center circle of Hell. This is when I unintentionally alerted everyone in my home. My father, my own father, exiled me out of my palace, from my throne. The time leading to my expulsion of the home I had lived, since my creation, came upon me.

Father gathered all his generals, his commanders, and his most venerated mages. He must have known that I would eventually come to absorb his essence and no longer being the weakest of all the others. Was he scared? Yes, that is the most accurate description, my father was afraid of his son, that fear being my power. It was power that none other possessed, none that will ever possess. This made me realize, this ability can bring my master plan into fruition. I will take any and all that threatens my plans, from of their own existence. I will become the most powerful being! I will be the king! I will be... the king of demons!