I. A little history

Merical Julenus was the oldest daughter of Lucrass, the King of Demons. She was his only daughter out of all his seven children. Actually she was the only female with direct bloodline to the devil himself; she was the only one out of the whole devilish family royalty. Merical was very well known for having inherited all the good looks and charms of any demon known, and the temper and powers of the most feared and powerful demons put together. But, there was one smarter and more powerful than her: her older brother, Nar Julenus.

They both had the greatest looks out of the seven, and even out of the whole kingdom! Merical had wavy bright pink hair, and it reached her waist, and maybe a bit more. Her eyes were narrow, piercing, in a tone of soft red, with a longing for death. She was well built: great body. She was determined on whatever she set her mind to. Unlike his sister, Nar was tall and he actually knew how to smile. His hair was shoulder length, straight jet black; his eyes are deep and seem distant and out of focus, they are as dark as his hair. He doesn’t get pissed so easily, but his sister… Lets just say that it is best not to look at her at all. Merical’s specialty is getting in trouble, she’s in trouble twenty-three hours and a half out of the twenty-four hours of the day. And guess who is the one that’s always bailing her, Nar. He cleans up after her every time she did one of her stunts. But no one actually knew why he did, since she never even thank him once.

Merical was about five hundred and twenty-four when she gave birth to her first child: Namri. Her father was a common demon, just like her grandmother. They were of very high ranks, but they still were just common demons. Namri, unlike her mother, was very down-to-earth, smart, patient, and beautiful and powerful just like her mother. Her hair style at that time was really short, spiked pink hair. Her eyes were a deep pink, almost red, but ambitious. Later on, about a hundred and fifty years later, Merical gave Namri a baby sister: Lyllith. She was like their father. Lyllith had straight long dark hair, her eyes narrow and normal, and they sparkled in shades of green. She was more of the slow and quiet one.

Namri tried to get along with her sister, but being with her mother that long is not something nice, and the only thing she had actually learned from her mother was hatred and the passion and quench of killing. She didn’t appreciate the way her mother was upbringing her baby sister.

Merical fell ill and soon the two siblings were abandoned by their father after their mother passed on. Rumors were that Namri poisoned her mother and threatened their father. But it didn’t matter, for soon after they had disappeared. And not a soul knew the farthest idea of their whereabouts.

They had fled. Namri had taken her little sister of only fifty years and escaped to the human world. Even thou Lyllith hates her to death, Namri still took her and hid her away.