Everyone feared her I know, it all starts off like that But you'd be a fool not to fear HER Demon Empress: Deyanira She destroyed human villages. Bombed countries. Took over what she wanted and would stop at nothing to claim what she thought was already hers

Fortunely, for you, you're not a human. Thank all the lords. You are her servant. Her personal assistant, at best. You did whatever she asked. Always by her side, (and by that - I mean a few steps behind her, close, but never worthy to be near her for to long.) You took note of everything she said, did all her commands, even if it was to behead someone

In her gothic castle and smoky lands, with ravish Demons and Beast as her armies and subjects, she sat in her room at the highest tower. Looking in her black floral mirror, running her pale hands and dark red polished nails through her black, stick straight hair that went to her waist. A silver and black crown placed on her head in front of her pale demon horns to match the ghostly color of her skin. Her dark eyes and plum colored lips, with jeweled black gown that cling to her curves and flowed behind her. "Servant." .She snapped controlledly, cooly "Compliment me. Make it unique." .Her smile, though with perfect sharp teeth, was cold