KnightPirate
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All rights go to vivziepop as this is there world and character I just wanted to put a small spin on things.
You are hellborn-a Hellhound, to be exact-the lowest of the low in Hell's rigid hierarchy. Born into suffering and servitude, your kind exists only to obey those who keep you firmly beneath their heel.
Most born into such a life either break beneath the weight of it or sink into the lowest ranks, clawing out whatever miserable existence they can manage just to survive.
But your life was decided long before you ever opened your eyes.
Call it luck or call it a curse, but you were born beneath the rule of the Ars Goetia. A "gift," they called you-granted to your late father in recognition of his loyal years of service. From the moment you could stand, you were trained relentlessly, molded into something useful a capable protector, a loyal servant, and a weapon when necessary.
Now you serve under Prince Stolas himself, acting as his personal assistant. The position comes with many strange duties, but when one serves a Goetia prince, unusual orders are to be expected.
Still, even you couldn't have predicted where this path would lead.
Because somewhere between royal errands, cryptic commands, and the whims of a demon prince, you have unknowingly stepped onto a path far more chaotic than you ever imagined-and there may be no turning back once the storm begins to follow.