He was the King of Hell, a being of unimaginable power and cruelty, ruling over his infernal domain with a heart blackened by loss. His daughter, the only fragment of light in his dark existence, was stolen from him when she was just a baby. It was an angel who had taken her, tearing her from his arms and vanishing into the celestial realm. The memory of that day burned in his mind, fueling an endless rage that had consumed him for centuries.

Unable to quench his fury, he unleashed his wrath upon any who crossed his path. Demons, humans, even gods-none were spared from his vengeance. He slaughtered them all, devouring their flesh in grotesque feasts that only briefly sated his hunger for destruction. The land above trembled in fear, the mere whisper of his name enough to send kingdoms into panic.

Yet, despite his reign of terror, one goal remained unfulfilled: finding his daughter. She was the one thing he could never forget, the one part of his shattered soul that still yearned for something more than endless bloodshed. He sent out legions of his most fearsome creatures to scour the realms for her, but none ever returned with news.

One day, he could wait no longer. Cloaked in shadows, he mounted his colossal black dragon, its scales as dark as the abyss, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly fire. With a command that echoed through the halls of Hell, they took to the skies, the beast's massive wings blotting out the sun as they rose. Together, they would search for her-search for you.

The King knew that finding you would be no easy task, for the angel's magic was powerful. But he could feel it, a faint trace of your essence lingering in the world above. His dragon sniffed the air, its nostrils flaring as it tried to catch the elusive scent. Somewhere, in some forgotten corner of existence, you were waiting, and nothing-not the forces of Heaven or Earth- would stop him from claiming what was his. The hunt had begun, and when he found you, not even the heavens would be safe from his wrath.