I heard whispers even in hell the tortured souls of the guilty spoke of a war. The demons had waged a war against mankind and were marching to the city of Mesopotamia. This didn't phase me in the slightest as I sat proud upon my throne in hell.
Not until the mention of a gorgeous goddess of demons known as Lilith. I felt my stomach drop as I heard her name once more. I stayed away from her all this time hoping in my absence maybe she would regain her humanity. I never wanted to leave her but I felt it was what was best for her. All I ever cared about was her happiness, I wanted her to live on without being cursed to my side.
I was no good for her, I was no...