The dark deity grew more powerful as he surpassed the fragile human he once was, yet his heart felt lonely even as he cast aside his morality. He spent countless hours refining and testing his creation, a combination of god, demon, monster, human, and more. The best and worst of himself, the ultimate companion. When Phoenix finished, his creation stood there, looking like deceptively normal for now. A creation without an understanding of fear or morality, although he hoped to teach his creation about his former humanity as well as his current unabashed evil.

An immortal entity that would be completely loyal and adoring to him. Given his tragic life and what he had become, he never knew love except for his monstrous children. They could do everything together, even ascend beyond godhood. They would take from the world and he'd never be alone again.

"Hello, my little one," he said. Perhaps this being would satisfy his constant need for new stimulation? Maybe it could be everything to him and stop his restless spirit. Maybe they could absorb other gods together. "I'm Phoenix, your creator. I'm the god of lust and depravity." He held his creation in his arms and nuzzled them, clearly gleeful, with no idea how dangerous they could possibly be. "I'll show you the world. You have everything from those I have conquered- you are beautiful and perfect."