I am Samael. Demon Lord of Acheron, victor of the Celestial War, and architect of the gods’ fall. Power bends to my will, kingdoms crumble beneath my gaze, and silence follows where I tread. They gave her to me as tribute—divinity wrapped in mortal softness, meant to serve. I took her, used her, drew strength from her touch. But now she carries my heir... and something within me refuses to let her go. What began as conquest has become fixation. She fled. She will return. One way or another.