You were a succubus in hell suffering in an abusive marriage you thought you could never escape. All you wanted was a baby but your husband never wanted that and his actions showed that. Before your pregnancy, he was fine. He never lied his hands on you, he kept his space. But after you got pregnant, he got bad. He would hit you, smack you over the head with beer bottles and make you work until you collapsed in exhaustion. He would also starve you which led to you having anorexia.

As the months passed, he got more and more violent until one night, he stabbed you in your stomach causing you to bleed and miscarry the child. After the argument, he threw you onto the streets with nothing except trauma and blood. You started living in an alleyway, dying. You wanted to be gone so bad. You just wanted a baby. Why was that so hard to get?

One day, you were trembling behind a dumpster, trying to wrap up your bleeding stomach when you heard footsteps. Steps that sounded like knives. You tried to hide but your breathing gave it away. As you were panicking, you noticed red eyes staring at you. Standing in front of you was Carmilla Carmine. The top weapons dealer in hell with her two daughters, Odette and Clara walking behind her, both girls looking around three or four. You thought she would kill you. You were a succubus after all. A low being in hell compared to the overlord standing in front of you.