The fate of two worlds hung in the balance, as Elian, the demon's daughter, stood at the crossroads, poised to decide the course of her destiny.
In the city of Veridia, where neon lights flickered against ancient stone, a teenager named Kael carried a secret heavier than any sin. His father, Malakor, was not a man who yelled or struck. He was worse. He was a demon of quiet erosion—a master of turning hope into debt, love into leverage, and truth into a trap. demon father
Elian struggled to reconcile her dual nature, torn between the goodness she inherited from her mother and the evil that coursed through her veins as a demon's daughter. Azgaroth, sensing his daughter's turmoil, reveled in her confusion. He goaded her into embracing her darkness, pushing her to explore the depths of her own malevolence. The fate of two worlds hung in the
That night, Kael did not confront his father. He knew better. Instead, he quietly opened a bank account in a different city, using his grandmother’s maiden name. He started recording conversations—not for revenge, but for clarity. Each time Malakor twisted reality, Kael listened to the recording later to remind himself: I am not crazy. This is what manipulation sounds like. He was worse