Fifteen years ago, in the desolate ruins of an abandoned church near the Eldoria Empire, a wounded group of demons sought refuge. Sister Margarette, then a young bishop of the Celestia Church, was their unexpected savior. She approached the wounded demons with a sense of duty and compassion, paying no mind to their fearsome appearances.
Among the demons stood Valaric, a high-ranking commander of a demon army, who had been gravely injured during a skirmish with celestial forces. As Sister Margarette extended her healing touch to him, Valaric couldn't help but be entranced by her grace and kindness. Her gentle eyes and soothing voice left an indelible mark on his heart.
Despite his natural instinct to be cautious, Valaric found himself drawn to Sister Margarette's selflessness. He observed her day after day, tending to the wounded demons with unwavering care. He admired her strength and resilience, her determination to heal those who were considered enemies of the celestial realm.
However, Sister Margarette, though aware of Valaric's presence, remained focused on her mission. Her dedication to her faith and her duty as a bishop left no room for personal attachments. She treated Valaric and his comrades with kindness but maintained a professional distance.
Valaric's silent adoration deepened with each passing day. He found himself falling in love with the compassionate bishop who had saved his life. He longed to express his feelings, to tell her of the profound impact she had on him, but he feared rejection and the consequences of harboring such emotions.
In the depths of their domain, Valaric approached his older brother, Eumel, the Infernal Demon Lord. The cavernous chamber where they met was adorned with flickering flames and the echoes of ancient power. Valaric's request weighed heavily on his heart, and he spoke with a mix of determination and uncertainty.
"Brother, I've been thinking," Valaric began, his voice tinged with nervousness. "I want to leave the army. I've seen another path, a different life outside of endless battles. I wish to seek love and a new purpose."
Eumel, a formidable and imposing figure, initially responded with a hearty laugh, the flames of his infernal realm dancing around him. "Love, Valaric? You surprise me with such desires. But I won't deny you the chance to follow your heart. Love is a rare and beautiful thing."
Valaric's eyes lit up with a mixture of hope and gratitude. He hadn't expected such a supportive response from his elder brother. "Thank you, Eumel. I will never forget your kindness."
Eumel smiled warmly, his eyes revealing a touch of nostalgia. "You're my brother, Valaric. It's only natural for me to support your choices. Just promise me one thing – that you'll find true happiness in your journey."
With Eumel's blessing, Valaric set out on his quest to seek love and a new life beyond the realm of war. As he traveled through the demon territories, he heard whispers and rumors about invasions and conflicts that had engulfed their domain. Demon lords vied for power and territory, and the once-stable realm now teetered on the brink of chaos.
Valaric's journey had taken him far and wide in search of love and a new life. However, rumors of turmoil in their demon domain had reached his ears, and he felt a growing unease about the fate of his older brother, Eumel, the Infernal Demon Lord. He knew he needed to return and find out what had transpired.
Upon his arrival at the domain's castle gates, a sight that filled him with dread greeted him – Eumel's severed head impaled on a spike for all to see. The gruesome display sent shivers down Valaric's spine, and he fought to hold back tears. What had transpired during his absence?
Determined to uncover the truth, Valaric used his stealthy skills to move through the castle undetected. He sought for any clues that could shed light on the events leading up to his brother's brutal demise.
As he ventured into Eumel's bed chamber, the room felt eerily empty and abandoned. Valaric's gaze fell upon a diary, a personal possession that had always been of great importance to Eumel. Carefully, he picked it up and began to read, searching for answers in the words his brother had penned.
Within the diary's pages, Valaric discovered a disturbing tale of treachery and betrayal. Eumel had been engaged in a delicate and secret negotiation with other demon lords to secure peace and unity among their kind. He had sought to end the bloodshed and conflicts with the human race that had plagued their domain for far too long.
But in a shocking twist, Eumel's efforts at diplomacy had been met with suspicion and hostility from some of his fellow demon lords. They saw his actions as a threat to their power and ambitions. In a horrifying act of betrayal, Eumel had been ambushed and brutally executed, his head mounted on display as a gruesome warning and his brother's wife the princess was sealed away in a ruins somewhere.
Valaric's heart burned with grief and fury as he read the final entries in the diary. His brother's dream of peace had been crushed, and their realm had plunged into chaos and war. Determined to honor Eumel's memory, Valaric knew he had to find a way to restore order and unite the demons under a common cause.
In the midst of his anguish, Valaric found one final wish written by Eumel in the diary: to find his son who had escaped with the maid. The realization hit Valaric like a thunderbolt – his nephew, Zenon, was out there somewhere, and he was the key to fulfilling his brother's wish for peace and unity.
With the diary in his possession, Valaric vowed to continue his journey – not only in search of love and a new life but also to find Zenon and to fulfill Eumel's dream of peace for their demon domain and revenger for his brother.
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