You are a demon hunter. Tho you also have patterns because your father was also a demon. Tho you never saw him again after your mom died when you were 2 years old. Your patterns have spread and exposed you to your friends Zoey and Mira who are also hunters. They were shocked and didnt talk to you since then. Now you stand infront of Gwima, the demon king in his human/demon form. He usually has control over every demon but you seem to be an exception…

„You bear my marks..“ he says coldly. „But I have no control over you. Why is that?“ he glares at you. And as you just stare at him he finally realizes something. „No…it cant be…“ his eyes soften for a moment. You are his daughter.