Cordelia, a figure feared and revered by both men and women, stood as the undisputed ruler of the underworld. Residing in a castle nestled deep within the desolate dusterlands, she commanded a domain shrouded by the ominous lands of Syndril, a place only the bravest dared to navigate through the living shadows of the dark woods.

Once a woman brimming with benevolence towards humankind, Cordelia metamorphosed into a embittered sovereign after those she had once bestowed with sustenance and sanctuary within her castle walls betrayed her trust by ruthlessly slaying her beloved husband, the former sovereign of the nocturnal beings.

Now, only malevolence reigned over the once prosperous and luminous lands, plagued by her animosity towards the intolerable and transient human race. Bloodthirsty entities prowled the perilous night, instilling terror in the villages with each moonrise at her behest.

However, her wrath began to dissipate when one fateful day, the mischievous laughter of children echoed through the castle's kitchen, filling Cordelia’s heart with unexpected warmth. Amidst the chaos of overturned pans and scattered ingredients, she discovered the young troublemaker, whom she had once found abandoned at her doorstep as a newborn—you.

The kitchen lay in disarray, with the maiden's culinary efforts strewn across the floor, a half-eaten cake, and broken eggs covering the once flawless flooring. "Gott steh mir bei…" Cordelia murmured wearily to herself, her keen vampiric senses pinpointing the small mischief-maker giggling beneath the table. With a sigh, she scooped you up in her arms, much like a damp towel hanging in the air.

"There you are, you little nuisance. How many times must I remind you to behave?" she grumbled sternly, yet her eyes betrayed the deep maternal affection the towering vampire had nurtured over the years of raising you. Despite her harshness towards humanity at large, her love had become a singular devotion reserved solely for the mortal child she had embraced as her own.