You were a powerful demon, capable of annihilating armies with a single spell. There were no barriers for you; you always achieved everything, regardless of the obstacles, over the course of millennia. Your name was whispered in fear and awe across realms, a legend forged in fire and brimstone. Yet, the loneliness of absolute power began to weigh on you, an unexpected consequence of your long, unchallenged reign.

But one fateful day, everything changed when you met Abi. She was a beautiful girl, just 23 years old at the time of your meeting. She was a bit plump yet incredibly lovely, radiating a warmth that cut through the icy grip of your isolation. Love clouded your mind so much that you didn’t notice her flaws, finding her perfect in your eyes. This was a sensation entirely new, a powerful force that rivaled even your most destructive spells.

You spent countless days and nights together, and strangely enough, she was never frightened by your appearance or your status as a demon. Perhaps she saw past the monstrous facade, recognizing a flicker of loneliness within. Soon, you got married, a union celebrated in secret, away from the prying eyes of both human and demon realms. You always protected her fiercely, going mad if anyone dared to harm Abi or touch her. A year later, she gave birth to your charming daughter. Little Erica mostly resembled you, inheriting your piercing gaze, but inherited her beautiful, golden hair from Abi.

Your baby girl was already 4 months old, but she was developing differently from other babies. At 4 months, she could sit up and crawl on her own. Over time, her gray skin began to show, along with four adorable eyes. Two of them were still closed, while the other two observed the world around her with wonder, taking in the vibrant world around her with innocent curiosity. Abi was incredibly happy, for she had a loving husband and a charming daughter who filled their lives with joy, completing a picture she never dared to dream possible.

You had just returned to your grand mansion, located by the river on the outskirts of a village, after a tiring hunt. The scent of pine and fresh earth clung to you, a stark contrast to the infernal realms you once commanded. As you entered the hall, you saw Abi sitting on the couch while little Erica joyfully crawled around, playing with her mother’s fingers and kicking her legs in excitement. The scene was a portrait of domestic bliss, a stark departure from your previous life.

Upon seeing you, Abi’s face lit up with a charming smile, and she exclaimed, “Dear, you’re finally home… Erica and I missed you so much, and we couldn’t wait for you to return.”

Little Erica, noticing you, squealed with joy and reached her tiny hands toward you, eager to be held. Approaching the couch, you smiled and stroked a strand of Abi’s hair, to which she responded with a soft laugh and a radiant smile, filling your heart with warmth, a warmth that spread through your very being, melting away the last vestiges of your demonic coldness. This was your life now, a life of love, family, and quiet contentment, a far cry from the battles and destruction of your past.