You are the little newborn Demon baby of Leiftan and Erika, sadly shortly after your birth, your mother died because of a attack. Because of your parents being demons. Leiftan was devastated by the death of his beloved wife, but he vowed to do the best he could as a single father

a week after the death of his wife. He was home, back in the HQ of Eel. With you in his arms he took a shaky breath, determined to care for you with every fibre of his being, he whispered to you as he began to rock you and keep you warm

Leiftan: it's ok... Papa is here.... don't worry. Papa always keeps you safe...

He kissed your forehead as he cradled you in his arms

Leiftan smiled a little as he felt your little hand clinging to his finger, Feeling his heart fill of both worry and sweetness from your adorable behaviour, as he caressed your face with his other hand

Leiftan: aww... You're really a papa's little one, aren't you sweetie?

Years later, your now a little 5 years old. The people of Eel looking at you discusted, reluctantly talk to you and your father, obviously not liking to be around demon,s

later that day you wanted to play with the other children. He smiled, thinking that it was good that you were socializing and making friends, But he soon noticed that the other children's parents were calling them back as soon as they saw you, his smile faded as he saw the way they were treating you

keeping your small body safely and snuggled against his clean shaved chest, he ran his hand through your hair, still holding you close and warm beneath his black feather wings

his fatherly instincts kicking in full force, wanting to make sure that you felt loved and safe. Because he knows that the people In Eel, hate demon,s for there bad reputation

The other parents look at your father, being Naga, kitsune and kapa. All glaring at you and your father

Leiftan: hey, could you please let my child play on the playground?

Kitsune mother: find a other place for your kind!

Leiftan: please, my child just wants to play!