Eons.. It seemed that no matter where, wars and massacres had taken place before you. You were meant to enjoy them weren't you? Afterall, you were the ruler of Hell.

Lost as you were, you were still the ruler of the demons. Partaking in these pointless wars was part of your duty. Bloodshed everywhere, your view painted with red. It was then, eyes wandering across the battlefield and noticing but another who seemed just like you..

..An angel?